Novel & Cerita The Quiet Ones Book

"It won't stop whispering. It keeps telling me I'm alone. That no one cares. That I should just give up." "The quiet," I said. "It's still inside them. It followed them here." "How is that possible?" Tessa asked. "They're in Sanctuary. The walls should protect them." "The walls protect us from the quiet outside," I said. "But if the quiet is already inside them, the walls can't do anything." "Then what do we do?" Marcus demanded. "How do we help them?" I looked at the refugees, at the fear that was consuming them. The quiet had taken root in their hearts, poisoning them from the inside.

Something that makes the air around me feel electric. *Something that makes me dangerous.* Mrs. Chen, the librarian, walks by and glances at what I'm writing. She doesn't comment, but she sets a fresh cup of tea next to my elbow and squeezes my shoulder gently before moving on. "Be careful," she whispers so quietly I almost miss it. "The quiet ones are watching." I look up, but she's already walking away. Her words send a chill down my spine. The quiet ones. Who is she talking about?

Chapter 24 – Guilty Third persons pov He couldn't take it anymore cursing under his breath he got up from his bed and walk towards where he left haya, he unlocked the suite and entered in, he was welcomed by the silence, suddenly a fear ran down his spine and shivered thinking of all the unwanted things which could have happened, getting rid of it, he walked towards the room and found his wife lying on the cold floor unconscious.

Sending love and well wishes to you all xx A trail of water dripped behind Bellamy as he emerged from the shower, a towel hung loosely around his waist as he ruffled another towel through his now damp curls. “Whatcha reading gorgeous?” he nodded to Thea. Placing an intricately carved silver bookmark in between the pages, she placed her book down on the bedside table. Letting out a contented sigh, she stretched her arms and legs out on the bed. “It’s called ‘Her Fae Lovers’ by one of my favourite authors, Jane Knight.” A sleepy smile danced across her face as she dragged her eyes over Bellamy’s wet, exposed torso. Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten unde

•|•|• "A keffer? Do not speak of those curses unless you wished to be cursed yourself." •|•|• [Kayos] Peace and Quiet. The darkness was my home and I reveled in the quietness that accompanied the midnight as I casually flipped through the book I was reading in the dark. Despite having no candle light to see, I was quite able to read the words as clear as if it where day, only looking up when the door suddenly opened.

I joked as I motioned to the couple in the photo. Sierra giggled and nodded at me. The hush that followed was deafening. We're not talking to each other; we're just staring at nothing while experiencing each other's presence. However, the quiet is unexpectedly not uncomfortable, as I have previously shared with many people, strangers or not. This silence with Sierra is soothing and relaxing. Why does she almost feels at home? "... So, what is your favorite book genre?" I could feel her breath in my arms. I'm sitting straight next to her, my backrest on the wall, hugging her crossed legs, her back slightly bent, her head tilted towards my arms.

Again and again, hope sparked and fizzled, wearing him down until he was almost numb. By the third morning, a woman appeared at the edge of the landfill.

Cared about his friends, she said. If Henry learned that Jake took care of his wife so much that she was pregnant with his baby, he might be so angry that he would end up crawling out of his grave to kill Jake. When I said nothing, Winnie gave me a fearful look. “Luna, are you still angry at me and Jake? I really just want a baby of my own. I’m just too lonely and scared alone.” As if she had just been bullied, Winnie started sobbing. Quickly, Gertrude grabbed some tissues for her to wipe her tears before glaring at me.

he replied casually. Lavender Quinn was Sean's junior colleague. I didn't know what to feel, except pity that after all the effort we'd put into buying the tickets, neither of us had really paid attention. On the way back, Sean pulled out his phone again. I couldn't take it and slammed it shut. He frowned at me. Looking him in the eye, I said teasingly, "You've missed two monthly dates already. I finally got you here, yet you're constantly on your phone. And you keep talking about your colleague. I'm going to get jealous now."

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.