The Long Silence Novels & Stories

It was unbelievable that people could really do such evil to a nine-year-old child. Tears started running down my cheeks without me realizing it. My ear suddenly caught the noise from the railing sirens which I knew belonged to police cars. In this part of Mino City sirens were music to our ears and death was the song to our lips. I stared at the flying moth which kept flying around and around the light bulb. My eyelids started feeling heavier and heavier until I finally lost light. ~ ~ ~ ~ The whole history lesson my eyes were focused on Sorrow who was seated on a desk located on the third row as I carefully sketched him on my sketch book. The tapping of his pen on his calculator was music

We sit there in silence for a while, waiting for the lights to come up. The place got really quiet, I watched as many people pulled out their phones and switched on the flashlights; the very few moderators that had come, made their way towards the electricity circuit to check the problem. After one whole minute, the lights weren't back but i watched as people visibly relaxed much more and continued having conversation. I feel the very immense need to keep dead silent, It's was as though someone was lurking in the shadows and i was trying to hide from it. "Kids, we couldn't figure out the problem; hold on tight, a professional is on the way." I hear one of the teacher's announce loudly. The p

The entire pack hall fell instantly silent. The doors burst open with a bang, and Nolan stormed in, the full weight of the Silverglade Pack’s leadership trailing nervously behind him. The moment he threw me a heartbeat's glance, Janine, who was still holding the knife aloft, was flung violently across the hall by an invisible force. She smashed through three support pillars and landed embedded deep in the far wall. Despite being Silverglade’s top warrior, Aiden had already collapsed into a trembling heap on the floor. Faelan, who was finally free, leapt up and ran to Nolan, sobbing as he threw himself into his father’s arms.

The previous playfulness disappeared from his face as he sat frozen on his soft side, not even moving a bit. His prolonged silence thumped my heart as if it challenged me to correct the mistake I made unintentionally. However, I had no idea what I did wrong. So, taking a safer route, I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. That was when Cassian finally broke his silence. He grabbed my wrist, catching me off guard. “No!” he said, his voice rough. “You can’t ignore me like this.” My heart leapt to my throat as my eyes flew open, only to find shadows of darkness clouding Cassian’s features. He narrowed his dark eyes and said,

"This hotel belongs to your uncle?" Nodding, he pillowed his head and lay on the floor, giving a click to the remote he held. The vault switched to a transparent top. "Here is where I speak to the silence, blame the world, and shed my tears." That somehow dimmed the glow hopping on her hand. She took a seat next to him. Under the soothing lights, his sharp facial features stood out even more, and so did his bottled loneliness. She understood the familiar silence. It was whispering, yearning to be heard after years of being ignored.

"If I were her, I'd probably pretend to be mute and stay silent for years too. That voice is enough to make anyone want to gouge their own ears out!" My desk was kicked over, sending all the books scattering across the floor. Alice yanked my hair hard, then she raised her hand and slapped me across the face. "I'm talking to you, Summer! Your mute act is over, and now you're deaf? Can't hear anyone, right?" I shoved her with all my strength. "Let go of me!"

Promise touched the words lightly, then folded the paper into her notebook. Her body ached from yesterday’s humiliation, but her mind ached more. Adaeze’s silence had been heavier than any insult. Not a dismissal. Not even contempt. Just… nothing. A door shut without explanation. Promise had learned long ago that silence could wound worse than words. It was Mama’s weapon, the village’s verdict, the city’s answer. Still, silence could also be space. A pause to decide what came next. She rose, rinsed her face in a bowl of water chilled by the night, and tied a scarf over her hair. Hunger gnawed, but she ignored it. Instead, she opened her notebook and wrote: Every silence holds an echo. Find i

I am leaving it with everything I am owed. Sixteen words. Three years of silence had given those sixteen words a weight that a thousand casual sentences never could have managed. She filed that away. Silence, she had learned, was not merely the absence of noise. It was compression. Everything unsaid building pressure behind a single, chosen moment. Dawn found her at the edge of a shallow valley. Below, a dirt road cut east to west unpaved, unmarked, the kind that didn't appear on official territory maps because it predated most of the current pack boundaries by a generation or more.

Chapter 19: A Silence Too Loud to Bear Sophie had never known silence could be this loud. She sat curled up on the couch, staring blankly at the untouched cup of tea on the coffee table in front of her. The steam had long since disappeared, leaving it cold and uninviting. The city outside her apartment window was alive, a blur of flashing headlights, honking horns, and distant sirens. But none of it reached her. The sounds were just background noise to the storm raging inside her.

He was still inside, probably finishing his drink, probably telling himself that I just needed a minute to calm down. I reached into my evening bag and pulled out the small, leather-bound journal I had started keeping. I flipped to the last entry and picked up the pen tucked into the spine. August 12th, I wrote, my hand surprisingly steady. Tonight, I realized that silence isn't just a lack of noise. It’s a weapon. And Gideon is an expert at wielding it.