Silas Black

SOMETHING IS LISTENING. IT KNOWS YOUR NAME.When the dead begin whispering through static, the world doesn’t end—it listens.Across America, voices call from the dark. Loved ones. Friends. Children. Names carried on wind, scratching through radios, seeping through walls. At first, people think...

THE CITY BELONGS TO THE NIGHT. AND THE NIGHT KNOWS HIS NAME. People are disappearing. Military checkpoints multiply. Emergency curfews expand across the city. Something is hunting after dark. When former military contractor Lucian Vale returns home after a security assignment overseas, he...

When silence became survival, humanity learned to whisper. Now even whispers are no longer safe. After the mountain’s collapse, the infected are no longer mindless. They move with purpose —guided by something unseen, something growing beneath the world’s broken systems.

When seventeen-year-old Caelan Vey is taken to the hidden Blackthorn Academy after surviving a terrifying supernatural storm, he discovers a world of forbidden resonance magic, ancient secrets, and dangerous powers buried beneath the mountains.

A routine emergency broadcast test was supposed to last a few seconds. It lasted just a little too long. Across the city, people pause —mid-step, mid-sentence, mid-breath —and for a moment, everything goes still. Then it passes. At least, that’s what everyone else thinks.

When the deep-space vessel Covenant encounters an impossible planet where none should exist, xenobiologist Rowan Hale knows something is wrong before the alarms ever sound. The anomaly doesn’t just pull them off course. It responds.

When Eli Carter stays late at school to finish a project, he expects silence—not the sound of something breathing in an empty hallway. At first, it’s faint. Easy to ignore. Easy to explain. Until he realizes the sound is coming from a locker. Locker 13. Warm to the touch. Moving when no one is near.

In a world where silence has become the only defense against something unseen, survival is no longer about strength—it’s about control. Elias Rook stands watch over a fragile group of survivors inside a crumbling courthouse, where every sound could draw something closer.