Silence Scream

In the penumbra of a fallen empire, **Lucien Valefor** walks alone, his shadow stretching across broken lands that once knelt before his bloodline. The last scion of the Valefor dynasty moves through the twilight realm between vengeance and despair, each footfall a testament to promises whispered in the dark. "Memory is the cruelest blade," he murmurs to the night, his voice carrying the weight of a thousand silenced screams. "It cuts deeper than steel, leaving wounds that time refuses to heal." The betrayal that stripped him of his birthright lives within him now—not as a wound, but as a companion, intimate and ever-present. His **Nyx Ascendance** pulses beneath his skin, darkness coalescing around his fingers like liquid obsidian. This power, born of sacrifice and suffering, is not merely wielded—it is experienced, a symphony of shadow that resonates with the hollow chambers of his heart. "They believed death would silence me," Lucien contemplates, watching the darkness dance between his palms. "But in death, I found a truth they fear to face—that endings are merely thresholds to more terrible beginnings." The moon bearing witness to his soliloquy casts silver light upon the scars that map his journey—each mark a verse in the epic of his fall and inevitable rise. His enemies sleep behind walls of stone and privilege, dreaming peaceful dreams of empires built upon his family's ashes. "The architecture of revenge requires patience," he tells the stillness around him. "Each moment of their false security is a stone in the monument of their eventual ruin." He is not the prince they remember—that man perished in the bloody theater of their betrayal. What returns to them now is something hollowed and hallowed by suffering, a vessel filled with purpose so pure it transcends morality. "I do not seek justice," Lucien acknowledges, his eyes reflecting landscapes of yet-unfought battles. "Justice implies balance, and some scales can never be balanced—only shattered and reforged." In the distance, the spires of his ancestral home pierce the horizon like accusing fingers. The throne that awaits him is no longer merely a seat of power but an altar upon which he will sacrifice those who believed him conquered. "They will learn," he whispers to the approaching dawn, "that nightmares do not fade with waking. Some terrors follow you into the light."

In a world shaped by Essence, a mystical energy flowing through all living things, the Guardians of the Veil stand watch in silence. Their mission: to protect humanity from the Yokai—terrifying creatures born from the shadows, capable of tearing apart the fragile boundary between worlds.

Superpowers, well, those exist in every being, but they can be rather... weak. So, to get powerful -- I mean truly powerful -- one would have to call on the ones who gave the powers to begin with. And with that ecstasy and strength that follows, there is an ensuing price that must be paid. The price, being rather extreme, forced the superhumans to adapt and create a way to stop these traumatic deaths, thus introducing an academy. But the ones who gave the power, they want to see superhumans in pain and so they try to tempt these superhuman students. They fail often, but with the superhumans they succeed with, it leaves them smiling. And once they have a grip on this superhuman, the process is irreversible, unless… there was someone who reached to the power beyond them.

In the post-cataclysmic world of 2155, where the gates of powerful dungeons threaten humanity’s existence, strength and power rule all. Keal, a young man with black hair and piercing yellow eyes, is thrust into this brutal world, where only the strongest survive. Born to a powerful clan but abandoned by his father, Keal has no legacy to rely on. Left with nothing but his intelligence and will to survive, he faces the cold truth of his world: strength is everything, and the weak are trampled underfoot. After years of being ostracized and bullied in an orphanage, Keal makes a decision: he will join the world-renowned "Hero Academy" to become a Hero and rise to the top. To provide for his comatose mother and younger sister, Keal pushes his body and mind to their limits. However, unlike his peers, Keal has no prior training, no magical lineage to rely on—only his strategic mind and unrelenting determination.

The world is ruled by voices—commands that bend fate, decrees that shatter mountains, and oaths that shape destiny. Yet, he has no voice. Once, Xu Mo was just another nameless youth—an orphan with no fate worth mentioning. He dreamt of cultivation but was bound by fear, shackled by silence. His hesitation cost him everything. Then came the moment of betrayal, the loss, and the vow—a promise sealed in silence that no one but the heavens could hear. Now, he walks a path no one dares to tread. A path where words hold no power, where fate itself cannot bind him. And when the world speaks… he does not answer. But silence is not weakness. It is power waiting to be unleashed. One day, the heavens will try to name him. The world will try to define him. And in that moment, when all expect submission— He will remain silent. And the world will kneel. ***** Support and Read 25 Advance chapters ::: patreon.com/yezar

Adolfo, a young pianist whose passion was silenced by an accident, finds himself trapped in an aimless adult life. Memories of broken dreams and unrequited loves drown him in alcohol. However, one night, a journey through his memories takes him back to his high school days, where loves and opportunities still seemed possible.

Trapped in a factory that breathes like a living nightmare, Nathan unravels a truth darker than fear itself. The shadows whisper his name, twisting memories of his parents into haunting illusions. You were always meant to return. The walls pulse, the air hums with unseen terror. Something ancient is waiting, watching. But Nathan isn’t here to be consumed—he’s here to end it. As the whispers rise to a deafening crescendo, one question remains: Will he escape, or become part of the horror?

I yawned, fighting off sleep as my professor droned on about the three-body problem—even though it was notoriously unsolvable. 'Geez, why do we need to learn this?' I thought, shaking my head. Suddenly, a holographic screen materialized before my eyes, its message slicing through the monotony: "Moonfall Has Begun. Your Class Has Been Assigned.” I glanced around, and saw confused faces all over—everyone staring, just as bewildered as I was. 'Does everyone see this?' I wondered, my heart starting to pound. My screen flickered, then declared in bold: Main Class: Astral Equationist. Before I could process any further, a piercing scream shattered the classroom’s uneasy silence. I barely had time to register the sound as chaos erupted around me. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

This is a novel about two young people trapped between family expectations and their own dreams. Sack, pressured by his strict father, struggles to find his way, while Lindsay tries to balance her kindness with the pressure of pursuing a future already planned and loved. When their lives intersect, the silence between them speaks louder than words, and they are both forced to question what they really want for their lives. If you enjoy this story and would like to support me, please visit :) : patreon.com/SackRC 20 Chapters ahead of webnovel

Liam Beldad sets out on a desperate journey to find a rumored cure for his ailing sister, knowing that time is running out. With little more than hope and determination, he heads to the bustling town of Gairo in search of the money he needs. But when he arrives, he is greeted by a foreboding silence—nothing like the lively place he had imagined. What happened to the town, and can Liam uncover the truth before it’s too late for his sister?

She was drugged... Can't see who is beside her... But she saw her sister's face clearly .. But can't find the reason for her pain.. ... The next Day she woke with a headache to a scream.. She never thought a day would come when all her wishes and dreams will go into the drain..

Arel is a 17-year-old who is deeply conflicted with both a love and hatred for God. His love for God surpasses everything, even human relationships, yet it causes him immense pain. Arel feels the need to communicate with God, to confess his love and his struggles, but no response ever comes. This silence from God creates a profound emptiness within him.

On what seemed like an ordinary evening, laughter and warmth filled the home of John and Liyah as they shared a simple dinner with their parents. But in a single moment, everything changed. A sudden crash, a haunting silence, and a father who never returned. Left to navigate the depths of grief, John and Liyah struggle to make sense of their shattered world. Their mother, once a pillar of strength, now carries the unbearable weight of loss. As they search for answers, they uncover the harsh realities of life, the resilience of family, and the courage it takes to move forward. A gripping and emotional story about love, loss, and the unbreakable bond between siblings, this novel explores the pain of tragedy and the strength found in hope.

Vakizaka Retsu has silently loved Rensaki, too shy to confess his feelings. After years of unspoken emotions, an unexpected encounter on a rainy day forces him to confront the love he’s kept hidden. Tears of Silence is a bittersweet story of love, regret, and the unspoken words that linger between two hearts.

The Ashwood Hotel is no ordinary abandoned place. It is a living tomb. In 1930, a mysterious fire claimed the lives of 23 people within its opulent halls—including a girl whose body was never found. Since then, the walls have whispered with silenced screams, ash rains from the ceiling, and anyone who enters the hotel becomes part of its eerie legend. When four young urban explorers venture into the decaying building, they have no idea that they are not only facing ghosts but the hotel itself. Sven, the anxious one with a knack for seeing the invisible. Natalia, the diva who feels her facade of sarcasm and lipstick beginning to crack. Jacob, the tough guy whose cool demeanor dissolves into smoke. And Lucas, the idealist who realizes too late that some spirits don’t want to be photographed. But the Ashwood is hungry. Its corridors shift, its victims return as shadows, and the stench of smoke becomes a choking reality. When the group realizes they haven’t ended up here by chance—that the hotel has called them—a race against an unrelenting past begins. But how do you fight walls that breathe? And what happens when the spirit hunting you... is your own reflection?

Dive into the fractured cosmos, In the cold vacuum of space. No one can hear you scream...but they can hear your stories. These aren't tales of glittering utopias or heroic starfleets.

"Do females fly??" "What?!!! I've never seen one." Parrick said with a frown. "Then why...." he said nonchalantly pointing to the sky where a female was descending at a super sonic speed with a loud scream on the top of her lungs. Parrick gaped at the sky in disbelief. The female clearly had no wings...so how come she was up there! Also...there were no flying beastmen settlements from where the female came from!!! "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" the female screamed falling from such a high altitude and her scream died down the next minute. "My Lord ...we didn't save her!!!!!" Parrick gaped in utter shock and disbelief. "Her scream surely attracted a number of other males. They'll go rescue her...and you too can go if you badly want to." "Huh!!!!!" Parrick was dumbfounded. "Look!" he said and indeed a group of flying beastmen and other land beastmen were sprinting to the direction the female had fall in. Sydney is swept away by a tornado and is thrown into a different space. She's confused as to why she came to this weird world but she accepts her fate. The people here are half human half beasts and despite being an independent woman back on earth, here she needs a male to survive but not just one.... multiple males. -One male is younger than her -The other is literally a walking legend -Another is venomous, even from mere skin contact. -The other is a hard specimen to understand -Her last male is a walking disaster! Cover design doesn't belong to me. Credit to original owners. Hello guys! It's your beloved author. This is a link to those interested in joining the WhatsApp chat group for litto-ways ♥️. I hope to find you there, in my little world. https://chat.whatsapp.com/GhoWIDjjK4E6ezWDwJ870k

1660, London. A city plagued by vice and secrets, where shadows whisper to the living. Elias Varnheim, a young scholar, thought he could find refuge in reason and science. But when a strange manuscript falls into his hands, the fragile veil of reality begins to crack. When stories come to life, silence becomes the omen of the end.

In a world ravaged by war and left in ruin for over a century, humanity clings to survival in scattered enclaves. The remnants of once-powerful military regimes now rule with iron fists from fortified bases, preying on the weak and keeping fear alive. For most, freedom is just a memory—if they remember it at all. Among the enforcers of this brutal order is Pierce, a soldier forged in silence and obedience. From childhood, her voice was stolen—silenced by those who demanded total control. Trained to follow orders without question, she became a weapon for the very system that shattered the world. But when a mission leads her to arrest more innocent people, something inside her breaks free. Defying everything she was taught, Pierce rescues a group of prisoners and escapes into the Wilds. Haunted by guilt and uncertainty, she embarks on a journey, discovering what it means to live for something other than survival or duty. Among those Pierce freed, Caleb teaches her what it means to have freedom. As Pierce learns to speak for the first time—finding her voice both literally and figuratively—she also finds love, friendship, and a sense of family she never knew was possible. But freedom comes at a cost, and the military force she left behind will stop at nothing to hunt her down and destroy the spark of rebellion she carries.

Two hearts untouched, in silence lay, Met where tulips swayed in May. No love had brushed their lonely past, Yet fate had spun its web so fast. A blossom new, so soft, so bright, Unfolded in the golden light. Their souls once cold, now warm and free, Love bloomed where none had thought to be.

Every evening, I retreat to my corner of the café, a place where the world seems to pause, as I get absorbed in my world of literature and fiction. But tonight, the rain brought more than just the usual tranquility. As I sat with my book and coffee, a new presence shifted the silence. She entered, and with her, an unspoken conversation began. Something about this new silence has me very captivated, something new, something different.

A boy leaves home, seeking a fresh start in an unfamiliar city. But the past lingers, and the unknown watches from the shadows. Haunted by dreams of a faceless figure and drawn toward something he cannot explain, his journey takes an unexpected turn. Somewhere ahead, beyond the darkness, a light awaits.

Clay Klient was an average office worker, a slave to the grind until he was one night into a life-changing chance. A moment of distraction, a honking horn, and then — silence. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in his world.Dumped into a wild, perilous world filled with vicious creatures and secret beings, Clay soon discovers that staying alive will not be simple. But he’s not completely helpless. Endowed with two enigmatic skills—Appraisal, which lets him observe the true disposition of all things, Clay Klient was an average office worker, a slave to the grind until he was one night into a life-changing chance. A moment of distraction, a honking horn, and then — silence. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in his world.Dumped into a wild, perilous world filled with vicious creatures and secret beings, Clay soon discovers that staying alive will not be simple. But he’s not completely helpless. Endowed with two enigmatic skills—Appraisal, which lets him observe the true disposition of all things

"Uncover the secrets of the past, unleash the danger of the present." Bound by fate and Jack’s desperate need for freedom, Noel is thrust into a world of secrets, deception, and danger and powers. As she delves deeper into the mystery, she discovers that Spectra is more than just an organization-a group that transcends usual circumstances. As they join forces to uncover the truth, they must navigate treacherous secrets, lies, and their own forbidden attraction. Will they survive to uncover the truth, or will the shadows of Spectra silence them forever?"

Amelia Monroe was nothing—just a weak, voiceless girl in an elite boarding school where cruelty ruled. Bullied, beaten, and left for dead, she lay in the cold, her body shattered, her soul screaming for justice. But fate had other plans.

In the shadowy heart of Transylvania, a cursed village trembles under the weight of its haunted past. Generations ago, a devastating wildfire consumed the royal family's castle, silencing the bloodthirsty horrors that plagued the land. But peace is fleeting, and now, a century later, the curse has stirred once more. A sinister figure prowls the ruins, and the sky turns black as the rivers run red. Evil has returned. Far away in Vatican City, the Sanders family lives a peaceful life, blissfully unaware of the darkness that looms. Oliver, a devoted husband, plans a heartfelt surprise for his wife, only to find their home invaded by shadowy intruders. Bound and beaten, his agonizing screams pierce the fabric of reality, awakening a force long thought buried: Dracula, the fallen prince of darkness. As ancient alliances are rekindled and new horrors rise, Dracula gathers his court of supernatural beings—including the vengeful Cyclops and the cunning Baba Yaga. But the key to ultimate power, a lost family ring, remains hidden—a symbol of betrayal and bloodshed that ties Dracula’s fate to a brother he thought long dead. With humanity’s fragile peace hanging by a thread, the battle between light and shadow intensifies. Will the Sanders family survive the horrors at their doorstep? Can the forces of good rally against a darkness older than time? Once Evil is a gripping tale of betrayal, vengeance, and the eternal struggle between darkness and redemption. A story where no one is safe, and even the most innocent souls may find themselves at the mercy of ancient evil.

Long ago, a cataclysmic event shattered the cosmos, giving birth to Xeloria—a world infused with untamed magic. The truth of its origin faded into legend, known only to the Xaldris family, guardians of a celestial shard with unfathomable power. As generations pass, the fragment remains hidden, its destiny unwritten. Far beyond the stars, the Celestial Warden, Xelthoryn, watches in silence—waiting for the moment when the past will stir once more.

Destruction and chaos spread on the once-vibrant Green Star, its surroundings plagued by the incessant noise of impending doom. An ominous darkness, akin to locusts, relentlessly devoured the land. "Why is this happening? Why?" A few melting figures glared at the impending doom of darkness above. A colossal shadow cast its veil over the Green Star, declaring an impending cataclysm. Above, a green pillar of light flickered intermittently, each appearance marking the vanishing of another source of life. Silence draped the star as both light and vitality were snuffed out. Everything became devoid of life, light, and silence spreading across the whole star along with darkness. Thousands of light years away, in the vast expanse of deep space, ripples distorted the fabric of the cosmos. A colossal shadow materialized, observing the distant spectacle of a supernova's explosive demise. Amidst cryptic symbols, a message emerged: "~~" "~~~" "~~~~~" Deciphering, "Not Found," "Erasure is Complete," "Proceeding to the next target."

..Saw my hubby, but I was in another woman's body, and this time he wasn't my husband, his uncle was. ~ A voice suddenly cut through the silence. “Oh my goodness, you're finally awake Mrs. Blackwood!” Mrs Blackwood? That was.. I tried to speak, but my voice was a mere whisper. The nurse, a kind faced woman with a warm smile, helped me sit up and handed me a glass of water. As I sipped, fragments of memories began to resurface. A car crash.. screams? and Kenneth's face? But why couldn't I put two and two together? "Can you help me to the toilet?" I asked the nurse, my voice still weak. The nurse nodded and assisted me out of bed and my legs trembled beneath me as I walked, unaccustomed to bearing my weight after such a long time of bederiding Once in the bathroom, I stared at the mirror, expecting to see my own reflection but the face staring back at me was unfamiliar, younger and prettier. A jolt of fear immediately coursed through me. Who was this person? "Mrs. Victoria Blackwood?” I heard the nurse call out from behind and it dawned on me.. that name belonged to Alexander Blackwood's wife, my husband's uncle! A wave of panic washed over me. What was happening? Why was I in this body? I stumbled backward, the nurse catching me by my waist. "Steady Mrs. Blackwood. You're still recovering." But I wasn't recovering. I was lost. Trapped in a stranger's life.