Why Doesn't Black Noir Speak Novels & Stories

THIRTY ONE NALA POV Did this fucker just say "Nothing?" As in NOTHING? I mean I actually did hear him. I heard him when he said I was more than a collateral to him but then I was like unless the universe was glitching, such a word will never fall from Ivin fucking Blackhell's mouth. I didn't know asking him would cause him to retreat into his fucking ugly cold ass shell. I was about to give him a piece of my mind when he brought out something from his pocket before putting them inside his ears.

Noah’s POV I stared at the tall Black man in front of me, disgust was written across his face in block letters, my mouth open, eyes burning, and a scream crawled up my throat, ready to burst. “Scream,” he said, voice low and deadly, “and I’ll make sure you never make another sound again for as long as you live.”

The men's voices filtered through the thin barrier, their tones low but distinct. “Tell me why he’s still breathing,” one of them asked, lighting a cigarette. “Capo Nero wants him alive,” the other replied flatly. “Whatever made him let this guy live must mean something… maybe even a god to him.” “Never happened before,” the first man snapped, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “That is unlike the Black Boss.” The engine started, tires crunching against the gravel as they drove off into the dark road.

another suggested. “No, how long can we survive out there?” a third replied coldly. “Besided none of the soldiers spoke, not even under torture. It’s like they made some unbreakable covenant with their master.” “Or he took away their voices,” the leader murmured, her tone low and thoughtful. “He doesn’t seem ordinary. No one could endure that kind of pain and stay silent. No one.” Silence fell. Then someone dared to ask again, “So… what now?”

Not blinking. Not saying a word.

one of them explained. That son of a gun. He knew. He probably watched my whole sprint on ten different security cameras. They walked me back to him. He didn’t even look surprised. Just kept typing like I was a grocery item being returned to the shelf. “Mr Blackwell, I am so sorry, but you misunderstood me. I was just taking a walk around the house. I was so shocked about how beautiful the house was that I ended up wandering further away,” I said, pretending to be hurt for being misunderstood.

I could only sit there, my hands shaking. I reached for my notepad, but before I could write anything, Noah returned to the hall. He must have heard what Sarah said. He walked straight to our table. His face was dark and angry. "What did you say, Sarah?" Noah's voice was quiet but dangerous. Sarah looked nervous, but she tried to smile. "I was just saying, Alpha. Our Luna can't speak. It's... difficult for the pack." Noah stared at her. The whole room had gone quiet. Everyone was watching.

The auctioneer casually shrugs. “If you don’t believe us, you’re welcome to inspect the records yourself. Anytime you want. We have everything documented—every crime, every victim, and every piece of evidence. Here at the Dark Knights, we don’t deal in rumors or half-truths. We deal in facts. And the fact is simple: Nolan Blackwood isn’t here because of bad luck or some conspiracy. He’s here because he deserves to be, just like everyone else before him.” Damon looks sick. He stumbles back, his hand raking through his hair as he stares at his brother, who’s now frantically trying to break out of the booth.

He could not even see Frank, but he could only feel the terrible killing intent closing in on him. "The one you're looking for," Frank said, slowly walking up to him. As the black-clad man finally saw Frank's face, he felt another pang of disbelief. He was so young that he might even be younger than Finn! "Where is Helen?" Frank asked icily just then. "I won't talk even if you kill me." The black-clad man laughed. After all, he knew he was going to die either way, and that gave him even less reason to talk!

(Magnification, cancel) After canceling the magic spell connected to the voice in the colosseum. "Yes, King Kepler." He said in a serious voice. "Connect me to the colosseum." ~~~ Everyone still n the colosseum was in a panic. Thousands of people weren't able to get out. Some decided to stay but most are running around in panic, it was chaos. And no one can do anything about it. The black hole was still resisting the Great Wall. No one was planning to back down. Alkhun was gasping to air, while Viola was barely keeping his chant using his two hands.