Silence Stories

Nora never wanted much. Just a steady home. Simple days. A life that held its shape. She didn't crave excitement or change. She only needed predictability. Her routines, her quiet, her small world. It was enough. She believed that if she kept everything perfectly still, the life she had built would hold. And for a long time, it did. But when the ground finally shifted under her feet, Nora didn't move with it. She froze in place, the way people do when they have no other direction to turn. Because where does a person go when they have nowhere to go? Warning: This story uses mature language and scenes. © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 " 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵. " 𝗦𝘆𝗹𝘃𝗶𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝘆𝗲𝘀 " 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯... 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵. "

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎, 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜. 𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝙻𝚎𝚘, 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎-𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢-𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚜: 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕?

Ever since the silence began, the world has been wrong. People lose whole days-forgotten, erased- as if their emotions are being swallowed by something unseen. Joy. Fear. Pain. All of it... fading. But Jiwoo hears what no one else can: Emotions making noise. A trembling echo when fear rises, a sharp crack when anger shatters, a low hum when grief tries to breathe. And when the seventh tone awakens inside her skull, the lights flicker- time stutters- and a voice whispers from the empty air: "Hear the seventh tone." Something is breaking. Something is calling. And Jiwoo is the only one who can hear it.

„I wanted silence but fate bring you into my life instead" _-_-_-_-_ When Mei moves into a new apartment complex, she hopes to find peace between the constant training and the pressure of being an idol. But that quickly proves to be unrealistic, as within her first week, she discovers that NCT Dream member Chenle lives in the apartment above hers, whose loud laughter, piano, and constant playing of games with his friends can wake even the dead. While Mei longs for silence, Chenle is literally a walking chaos.

You should be scared.

What if silence wasn't absence... but memory with its breath held? Soulbook is not just a collection. It's a poetry book with a heartbeat - echoing stories too soft to speak, and too sacred to forget. Between pauses and prayers, between the echo of his name and the absence of his voice - these verses were never meant to impress. They were meant to release. It's about a girl who stayed. A boy who chose silence. And a love that returned through paper and ink when even God whispered, "Write." If you've ever loved without being held, if you've ever spoken through silence - this book already knows your name. Because some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to be felt.

In a world of crystalline towers and storm-lit skies, Lyra rides the wind as if it was made for her, surfing lightning trails across the cold, wild planet of Aurion. Her letters to Mira, a memory keeper still bound to Earth, shimmer with longing, elemental magic, and the ache of transformation. But as Aurion begins to respond to Lyra's emotions, and Mira uncovers ancient maps that braid memory into motion, the two friends must confront a truth that could reshape their worlds: the storm is not just weather, it's a language. And it's speaking to them. A lyrical, immersive fantasy about friendship, memory, and the beauty of becoming.

After her father's tragic death in a political ambush, Ma. Isabel Melendez swore never to step into the world that destroyed her family. She hides behind books and theories, keeping her distance from the spotlight-and from people. But when her professor pairs her with Lior Alistair Bermudez, the charismatic campus president from the Engineering Department, silence meets chaos in a collision neither of them expected. He's everything she avoids-brilliant, composed, admired by everyone. Yet behind his steady confidence is a quiet depth that mirrors her own loneliness. Together, they're assigned to a project that forces their worlds to intertwine-politics and logic, heart and reason. As they debate ideals, share fragments of their pasts, and navigate the unspoken tension between them, Isabel begins to realize that healing doesn't always come with answers. Sometimes, it comes with questions-and someone brave enough to stay through the silence. A story about grief, conviction, and the quiet kind of love that speaks the loudest

"...The 2nd favorite to win, is Lady T!" A male announcer spoke over the loudspeaker, a female voice, the second announcer speaking. "No doubt about it, it's been seen over and over again at this track, that one of her best qualities is her endurance. So, I'm looking to see a good race, coming from her today." "It's true that her endurance is rather incredible, but will it be enough to tackle 1,700 meters in wet dirt? I think it'll all come down to her rivals today! An how well they perform." Walking out of the tunnel as they finished their commentarial assessment, they move onto me, the crowd erupts into cheers and shouts upon my revealing. "Speaking of Rivals, we've got someone with no shortage of rivalry's! The crowd favorite! And the favorite to win!" The male announced, the female announcer taking over, as I do not wave to anyone, I keep my head down, my blank, almost empty expression told of confliction. Approaching the start area, where others lye in wait. "Lexington has been on a incredible winning streak this year, in fact he's never lost a single race yet, since his debut last Fall. Though, none of these races were graded. So today, will be his first Graded race. I wonder, will he be able to keep up this incredible momentum he's created?" "I'd say a better question isn't rather he can keep up, but rather will he be able to run well in the dirt in these conditions?" "Rather he can or can't, I'm confident that he's going to make tonight's race an incredible one"

"Main sab samhalunga Maa, Aapko, Veer ko aur-", he hesitated, while holding his mother's hand, who was lost in her own world. "Aur sabko. Bas aap wapas aajayein, pehle ki tarah", a tear fell on her wrist, his tear, her eldest, who was carrying the burden of the world, with a hope to get her back. She was lost to the fate of misery, helpless at her son's tears, unable to comprehend what was happening around her. "I am missing you Maa. Sunn rahe hai?", he hoped for a reply, but it never came. It never came in last three years, he knew, but he didn't stop trying. A crying sound interrupted his private conversation, he stood and ran in the direction, the child needed him more, she had none, he knew. "Shh, Shh... Aa gaya main, rote nahi", he wiped his three year old sister's tears, she feared being left alone at night and he decided never to leave her alone in the dark until she overcame. Viren sat there holding her, as she snoozed back into her dreamland. A broken family, A new responsibility, A financial burden he felt himself to be on the two people who tried to give them the best, his Maasi and Kaka, A brother who he missed dearly, away in a boarding school, a sister who he once wanted to give away for adoption. His heart felt crushed, every living second felt hurting, he was afraid to move on, to step into a battle ground he had never asked for. But he had to, the journey would be filled with hardships, he knew, he wouldn't have his Maa who loved him dearly to guide, yet, little did he know, he had a little angel who would love him more than anyone in this world would ever. Join the journey where Viren Roy, who survived his hardships in silence, held his family together, felt the heartbreak when his dearest family was broken once again, yet breathed and lived for who he had to care for. Feel the emotions, love, hesitance, yearning, silent tears and the unforeseen joy as the Roy siblings discover the journey to live within their built world.

"This isn't a ceremony -it's a trap dressed in tradition." Sanya Mehta never thought her dreams would be traded for a business deal. Rishaan Malhotra, India's most stoic billionaire, stood silently as she was forced into marriage. Now bound by vows she never wrote and a man who speaks in silence, Sanya is determined to reclaim her voice -even if it breaks her heart. But when the cold walls between them start to crack, and a journal becomes their only form of truth, the lines between hate, hurt, and healing begin to blur. But what if love didn't come with consent... but with consequences?

[Watty Awards Winner 2013] Traumatized by her brother's death, Raven Verona desperately wants to escape her past. But when she is chosen for the 41st Hunger Games, that becomes impossible. An unwanted admirer. A true soul mate. 23 enemies. Let the Games begin... (Note. All the way through this book and the sequel, The Chamber, it says that this is the 31st Games. I'm changing it to 41st because it plays a role in the third book. :D Also, if you like this, there is two more books to follow, The Chamber and Battleborn)

ये कविताएँ हमारे भीतर के उस हिस्से को छूती हैं जो अक्सर खामोश रहता है। हर कविता एक आईना है, जिसमें हम अपने ही विचार, भावनाएँ और अनुभव देख सकते हैं। ✍️ Sweta Pandey द्वारा लिखित यह पुस्तक आत्मा की यात्रा है - शब्दों के माध्यम से स्वयं को समझने की कोशिश।

Losing myself in the ocean of grief...I lost you too...only to realize that you are also drowning in the same ocean...I tried to grab you but it was too late...but still I won't give up until I find the way back to you...

Elias grew up in a world where his words were treated like background noise - brushed aside, talked over, or twisted into something they were never meant to be. Every time he tried to speak, someone silenced him. Every time he tried to explain what he felt, he was made to feel wrong, dramatic, or inconvenient. So Elias learned to stay quiet. Silence became his armor. His shield. His prison. He stopped sharing his thoughts. He stopped defending himself. He stopped trying to be heard at all. And in that silence, Elias began to disappear - not physically, but in the way a person slowly fades when no one cares enough to look closely. This story follows Elias as he moves through a home that doesn't listen, a world that misunderstands him, and a life shaped by words he never got to say. But underneath all the quiet is a voice waiting to rise - a voice that might finally break through when Elias discovers that being unheard doesn't mean being unworthy.

"I'm not here to pick up where we left off," Ezekiel said. Jael didn't flinch. "Good." He stepped closer. "I'm here because I no longer need to be healed to be whole. And I'm not asking you to wait anymore." She smiled, steady. "I didn't wait. I walked." He breathed in relief. "Then let's walk forward. Together. If God allows." And in the quiet between them, years of silence collapsed- not with fanfare, but with a whisper: Amen. _____________________________ Still Becoming... is a quiet, aching, and deeply hopeful love story between Jael, a pastora with a steady calling, and Ezekiel, a priest searching for a new beginning. What begins as a slow and sacred partnership in ministry unfolds into years of separation, letters never sent, and obedience that costs more than either expected. Told across 24 chapters and an epilogue, their story is not one of perfect timing-but of divine timing. Through storms, silence, and seasons of distance, Jael and Ezekiel don't just find each other again-they become who they were always meant to be. This is a love story born in surrender. Grown in waiting. And fulfilled in peace.

'Sometimes Silence Says More Than Words'

Some people would kill to be the daughter/son of a Mafia family. But Maliyah on the other hand wanted a normal life. A life she could run around without worrying about anything. Maliyah Santoro, the one and only daughter out of four brothers Lorenzo, Dante, Luca and Matteo Santoro. The Santoro family was one of the most notorious Mafia families, known for their control over vast territories and their involvement in various illegal enterprises. From a young age, Maliyah was exposed to the inner workings of the family business, witnessing meetings with powerful allies and rivals, and learning the unspoken rules of their world. Despite the allure of wealth and authority, Maliyah yearned for something different. She longed for the freedom to make her own choices, to live a life untainted by the shadows of her family's reputation. While her peers were concerned with school dances and weekend outings, Maliyah was often preoccupied with the constant presence of bodyguards and the ever-looming threat of violence. The once cheerful talkative Maliyah suddenly became mute at the age of nine. Her brothers and mother would often wonder what had caused such a drastic change in her demeanor. They attributed it to the pressures of their world, yet they were at a loss on how to help her. If it was a secret she was hiding? If it was a trauma she had witnessed? The family could only speculate, as Maliyah kept her silence, retreating further into her own world. Follow along on the journey of Maliyah Santoro.

Poems to inspire, create and spread love. Letters to lovers and friends of truth, turmoil, and tragedy.