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Silent Resonance

I never asked for this. The world I created, the world I thought I understood, has become a prison, a twisted labyrinth where nothing is as it seems. Trapped inside my own story, I’m forced to play by rules I didn’t write, and survival has become a game where the price is paid in blood. A strange mark pulses on my wrist, a Primordial Echo that grants me power, but at what cost? Every fight is a step further into the darkness, every kill, a little more of my soul stripped away. Yet, I have no choice but to keep moving forward. There’s something I need to do. A wish I must grant. But Emil, the protagonist who pulled me here, won’t even tell me what it is. I thought I knew what it meant to live, to fight. But now, as I stare down the creatures of this world, the blood on my hands, I’m starting to understand the truth. This world doesn’t care about your past, your intentions, or your survival. It only cares about one thing, power. And if you can’t take it, you’ll be crushed by it. The fight for my life has just begun. **** A/N: Hello and welcome to my first novel. I've always loved writing stories and have believed I had, at least somewhat, a knack for it. Writing is something I'm truly passionate about, and I’ve put a lot of thought into this novel. However, this is my first time writing something like this, so if you notice any mistakes, inconsistencies, or parts that just don’t make sense, please feel free to point them out. I’m open to all feedback. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading about Damien's journey.
FitzGR · 1.2K Views

Silent Dao Sovereign

Read one weeks worth of chapters :: https://www.patreon.com/yezar When the world speaks, he listens. When the heavens decree, he defies. And when silence falls… the world will tremble. In a world where words shape fate and silence is a curse, a lone figure walks the path of cultivation—wordless, unseen, and feared. Born into obscurity, he was once an ordinary aspirant, a nameless youth left alone after the tragic demise of his adoptive parents. He dreamed of stepping onto the path of immortality, yet fear held him back. That hesitation cost him everything. But the heavens do not wait. Far into the future, at the peak of an ancient celestial gathering, the decree of the heavens descended. "Accept the heavenly decree." He stood there, silent as ever. "..." The murmurs of the elders filled the void, voices heavy with awe and confusion. "Congratulations... you have been chosen as the next—" Before the words could be completed, a flicker of unseen force erupted. A breath. A thought. A mere glance. In the next instant, the one who spoke was gone—erased from existence, as if he had never been. Silence returned. Yet, silence does not mean death. For in the unseen, in the unspoken, a great Dao stirs. A sovereign rises, not with words, but with an unwavering will. And the world will learn—silence is not weakness. It is a storm waiting to erupt. [What to Expect?] A mute protagonist whose silence hides a deeper mystery. Ruthless cultivation world where strength reigns supreme. Dao of Silence—a path unseen, feared, and misunderstood. Schemes, betrayals, and a fate even the heavens fear.
Yezar · 7K Views

Silent Flames, Forbidden Paths

"Let me take a look." Mr. Wright’s voice was calm, professional even, but his touch—steady and assured as he lifted me onto the desk—was anything but ordinary. His hands, broad and strong, lingered just a moment too long on my arm as he steadied me, sending an unwelcome but undeniable shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, trying not to notice the way his tie loosened slightly as he leaned in or the faint scent of cedarwood and worn pages that seemed to follow him everywhere. He was close enough now that I could see the faint worry lines etched into his brow as he carefully slid the strap of my uniform off my shoulder. "Alina," he said softly, his voice low but tinged with exasperation, "why do you always end up hurt?" His fingers ghosted over the darkened skin near my collarbone, examining it with the precision of someone who cared too much but tried not to show it. "You need to stop being reckless," he murmured, his tone shifting, softer now. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office, and I’ll deal with them." It was a simple offer, but I had to remind myself, loudly and firmly, that this was my Mr.. The man responsible for my education, not... whatever my mind was trying to turn him into. "Mr. Wright," I started, trying to regain control of the situation—and my racing heart. "This really isn’t a big deal. I can handle myself." His jaw tightened ever so slightly, and for a fleeting moment, I thought he might argue. Instead, he stepped back, his hands falling away from me as if realizing they’d overstayed their welcome. --------------------------------------------------------------- Alina Hart, a sharp-tongued high school senior, hides behind sarcasm and wit to mask the pain of fractured family life. Shipped off to a prestigious boarding school by a father who no longer sees her, Alina struggles to find her place in a world of strict rules and academic expectations. Enter Mr. Cristiano Wright, a 27-year-old literature teacher whose calm demeanor and sharp intellect make him both an enigma and a fasciChrision. Tasked by Alina’s older brother Ethan to keep an eye on her, Wright finds himself drawn to the complexity beneath her rebellious exterior. In the backdrop of Shakespearean sonnets and Romantic poetry, Alina and Wright navigate an increasingly fraught connection. What begins as reluctant mentorship soon transforms into a tangled web of forbidden emotions, unspoken words, and an undeniable pull that neither can ignore. Set against the bustling corridors of an urban high school and the quiet corners of a library filled with unspoken confessions, Silent Flames, Forbidden Paths explores the fine line between admiration and desire, duty and vulnerability. As Alina and Wright grapple with their feelings, they must confront their moral boundaries and the cost of their choices. Can they maintain the lines they’ve drawn, or will their emotions blur them beyond recognition?
ALT_Annchi_ · 2.5K Views
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