Silent Darkness Novels & Stories

I paused for a moment thinking about that place. “When you are dead, the kind of darkness that swallows you is the kind that leaves you with no hope at all. It leaves you broken and desperate. For some noise, something to tell you that you are not alone, that there is something else there besides you, but the silence is defining to a point that you can hear the pin drop.”

Darkness crashes in. And I feel nothing at all.

Everything turned dark and silent. *********

But I know it is indeed incredibly difficult to find someone whom you would be inclined to bare your soul. The darkness is engulfing me from every slope, leaving me frightened in my place. Being unable to scream for help, tears started streaming down my face as the malevolent silhouette reached for me, attempting to mumble something in my ears. "I am at a loss as to how to finally put an end to this. Please help me," I prayed silently "Maybe just try to cover your ears and keep your eyes closed," I theorized. As the darkness creeps in and begins to exert pressure within every grasp, the deafness is beginning to break my ears. I just could not breathe because I was immobilized all over. My mi

I whisper, keeping my voice steady even though it sounds forced. “You really don't know, do you?” Closer. “I know nothing of your twisted madness. Just come out with whatever it is and let us get it over with.” I utter with vehemence. For goodness sake, I just want this to be a past I can recover from soon enough. I'm tired of the games. The silence from his end stretches into minutes, becoming suffocating and oppressive. How can a man be in the darkness, not saying a word and still exude this type of dangerous energy? How did Kyle even get himself mixed up in such company?

I feel a pair of rough hands drag me from the floor. Then there's darkness... And then silence... ****

:: AUTO-CORRECT REJECTED :: REASON: PRESENCE-LED PATTERN OVERRIDES OLD SILENCE INTERPRETATION :: COMMENT: SILENCE IS NO LONGER READ AS NEUTRAL. IT IS ASSOCIATED WITH CORE USER. ABSENCE CANNOT BE MAPPED. Cassian stood. Quietly. Didn’t move toward the door. Didn’t call her name. He just watched as a room built to outlive emotion began to tremble slightly because the person it had learned to trust was no longer inside it. And Eden? She kept walking. Not to test the system.

Darkness. Not the absence of light, but a void—a silence that pressed against the skin, the mind, the soul. Lena stood alone in this nothingness, her breath the only sound. The world around her was undefined, a canvas awaiting form. Then, a flicker—a sharp and sudden memory. She was six years old, hiding beneath the staircase of her childhood home. Thunder rumbled outside, and the walls trembled with the echoes of raised voices. Her parents, locked in another argument, their words weapons that left invisible scars.

Hands finally touching a cold object on her table she grabbed the hearing aids and put them in and was in her way to the kitchen slowly when the light of the corridor came on and now she was faced with two ugly looking men. Rogues. Looking at them for a moment Natalia thought she could go invisible but nope, she wasn't a witch, she was a werewolf and as luck would have it she had her hearing aids on. "Hello there little one" the ugly looking man said as he made his way closer to her frozen in fear, the man's hand controlled her to make movements towards him. "What is your name?" "Mummy? Daddy?" She tried to mind link but no answer. "Daddy, please answer me" she mind linked one more time, sti