Fading Words Novels & Stories

With the light behind him, I could not see his expression clearly. “Thank you.” I looked at him and curved my lips. “Come on, Mr. Langford.” Three weeks after Victor fell, I saw Evan in my office. He had lost a lot of weight. There was dark stubble along his jaw, and the shadows under his eyes were impossible to hide. “Clara.” He said my name in a hoarse voice. “Can we talk?” “About what?” He pressed his lips together, as if it took great effort to say the words.

they whispered, their voice carrying on the breeze like a cryptic melody. Before Elysia could respond, the figure began to fade, their form dissolving into the starlit sky. And as they vanished, the echoes of their words lingered, leaving Elysia and her companions with a sense of both anticipation and uncertainty.

"Don't waste your tears anymore, cause she's.... GONE..." The murdering words fading away in the depressing air, my heart at last...stopped beating.

I am mute. No. This can't be. He is flurrying away, I try to reach him but I am frozen, I couldn't move even a single muscle. What's happening? Dion is fading, fading, flurrying until the last piece of him flurries away with the wind.

--- Ethan’s form flickered. --- Fading. --- Pulling away. --- Choosing distance. --- Choosing isolation. --- Choosing to leave. --- And just before he disappeared completely— --- He spoke one last time. --- “I’ll come back.” --- A pause. --- “When it’s safe.” --- Then— --- He was gone. --- Completely. --- The connection didn’t snap. --- It didn’t shatter. --- It simply… --- Went quiet. --- The entity pulsed faintly beside her. --- Uncertain.

I hear his voice close to my ears but can't make sense of the words. His voice soon fades into the background, along with the music as my eyes roll to the back of my head. The darkness envelopes me and everything fades away.

Bash would never push her past what he knew she’d enjoy. “Now, my love. Since this is your first time in this—predicament,” Sebastian paused and smiled before continuing, “We’ll use a safe word. Your safe word is ‘crimson’. What is your safe word?” “My safe word is crimson,” Gaia repeated. “Very good. If at any point you want to stop, you say that word and we’ll stop.” Bash came to face Gaia and ran the crop up her thighs, stopping short of her sex. Gaia’s honey slicked her cunt and he hadn’t even begun. Sebastian gave her pussy a light tap with the crop and she hissed.

I answered in frozen syllables. Lysandra filled the silence with tales of their shared past. How Leon used to sneak game to her threshold before I arrived. How they ran together as children before he knew the bond's meaning. How he had promised her the Alpha's side before I "intervened." Each word calculated to draw blood. Leon listened, smiling faintly, gaze occasionally flickering to me with a pleading expression—as if he wished me to join in the nostalgia, to accept my erasure with grace.

But that's the thing, I can't say the word goodbye to him in this moment. Then he walks out to the porch and in just a few second then, he's gone. No longer seen. And slowly I miss him again. Slowly I long for his eyes. Slowly like the waves in the water to the shore, the memories of us are playing in my mind. Slowly I shatter. Slowly it all fades away. Slowly it comes back. Slowly wishing they don't end. Through the open window across me, slowly and silently, I cry as I watching him wipes his tears before be opens their front door and disappears.

I mumble along, my consciousness slowly fading as I slur a few pleas again for them to let me go. My lips move, the words becoming more and more confused, just until I pass out.