Your Silence Novels & Stories

He promised and really made her concerns in thin air. "He came to me. I was sitting in my room doing homework when he came into the room without knocking ... " " You? Are you busy? ”He came into the room and closed the door behind him. Alissa turned to him in her chair. Desire glowed in his eyes and goose bumps crept over her body. She got cold and looked down at herself. It was evening, she was wearing her silk pajamas, a present from her father, it consisted of shorts and a top. She wore nothing underneath.

a voice called, distant but familiar. I didn’t have the strength to respond. My eyes fluttered shut as the darkness took over. Finally, silence.

~Wren~ It’s not the darkness that will drive me mad, but the silence. The complete void of noise that is so quiet that it’s deafening. My ears ring as I strain to hear anything I can, yet… nothing comes. No one comes. Just like no one stepped up to help me.

He put it to the highest volume so that he won’t hear any noise aside from his music. Meanwhile, a loud noise can be heard in a nearby house. The breaking sound of the glass that comes off the table rang out in the whole house. There, a guy came out of the house while hanging his empty bag on his shoulder. He has this blank and emotionless face while walking out of the house. He looked at his own Harry Winston wrist watch that was a gift to him by his father.

She said waving it off. I filled my plate with some eggs, bacon, and a biscuit. I spread some butter and jam on the biscuit as someone came up and filled up a glass with orange juice. "Oh thank you" I mumbled out with a mouth full of food. They just smiled and walked back into the kitchen. "So I have something to share" Lorenzo said breaking the comfortable silence. "Our mind link earlier Tony, she can hear it" He said pushing a thumb in my direction. Tony looked at me with a blank stare. "Is this true?" He asked. "Yeah" I said. His eyes glazed over and so did Mateo's. Purple chicken I heard Tony's voice say.

There was nothing more overwhelming like hearing her talk, it blew his senses away in a way that was all new. He wasn't sure if he will ever get used to her soft voice or the way she whispered his name with an accent thinker than anyone's in the house. "Nice to see you all fine Ana " Davin spoke up while walking out of the room with the others. "Thank you " she whispered, now facing Marco being left alone with him felt comfortable but also made her suddenly shy.

“ Meara!” The whispers started again, soft but notable. I tensed, my eyes snapping open. I scanned the field, but there was no one in sight. The sound seemed to come from the tree itself, from the rustling of its leaves. I pressed my palms against the rough bark and closed my eyes, focusing on the whispers. " Come... find... me..." The words were faint but distinct. My heart raced. Was I losing my mind, or was there something more to these whispers? I stood up, brushing the dirt off my jeans, and took a few steps back. The whispers grew louder, more insistent.

When I saw the happy smile on Mom's face, I suddenly felt myself becoming lighter. I gently caressed her smiling, happy face, and I silently gave her my best wishes. "Mom, you have to be happy forever!" A crystal-clear tear slid slowly down Mom's cheek and fell into my palm. However, my body soon began to become as transparent as the teardrop itself, until I finally disappeared into the air.

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

" Boom— The thunder hit like it was aimed at me. Like something inside me just ripped apart. I wanted to vanish. To curl up somewhere no one could see me. But where? It was all rain. All thunder. All his voice, laughing. Then William called. "Joelle?" His voice was so calm, it cut through everything—the thunder, the rain, even the echo of Nathan's voice. "Are you crying?" I wanted to say no. Really tried. But nothing came out. And like my silence gave him the answer, the tears just broke loose. "Stay where you are," he said, steady as ever. "I'm coming to get you." *** Nathan was single again. A bunch of spoiled rich kids threw a "singles party" at the club, drowning in shots and laughs.