Hush: A Novel Novels & Stories

"Hunter." I turned at the sound of the voice but there was nothing to see but the blackness. But there was a presence there with me, I felt it by the crawling feeling on my skin and in my bones. Something was watching. Waiting. Reaching out for me to hold on to it. "Hunter." "Who are you?" A bright light suddenly pierced the darkness, momentarily blinding me. I raised my hand to shield my eyes but the light faded almost immediately and when I dropped my hands from my face whoever it was that had been hiding in the dark was no longer hiding.

One: I talked to two dogs like how I talk to humans and sent them on a very dangerous mission on disrupting their master's work. Two: I am chaotic. There is something wrong with me! ~~ It had been over half an hour and still no sign of my little henchmen. I was lounging by the pool, soaking up the warm sun. Not too hot, not too cold. Perfect. Until it started burning slightly - maybe I’d been out here too long. I headed back inside, and that’s when I felt it. That strange, spine-prickling sensation. The house was too quiet. Not peaceful, eerie. The kind of quiet you know has something chaotic about it. I shook it off and headed for a shower. Mid-rinse, the power went out.

“What happened?” “I saw the village of Upper Hama, the previous Emperor.” “Interesting, is there more?” “That the only part that I could remember and I saw a tale.” “There was a tale?” “Yes.” “What tale, tell me?” “The phantom vessel.” “Heard that one already, but, again, it may be different.” “So, you want to hear it?” “Yes.” IV

someone else added with a sigh. The bystanders kept whispering and gossiping, fueling the chaos in the hallway. Just when I thought things could not get worse, a voice cut through the noise and silenced everyone.

As soon as the plane touched down, I felt the chill hit me like a punch to the chest. Chase, Alaska, was as cold as the rumors had said, and then some. The town itself was barely a shadow of what I had imagined—a cluster of empty, weather-beaten buildings, standing as if waiting for the inevitable winter that would likely last for most of the year. It was so quiet, so still, it felt almost deserted. There were no bustling markets, no busy streets—just a few scattered houses and shops that looked as though they hadn’t seen a visitor in ages. The kind of place where time itself seemed to slow down.

She'd never let Daniel do that with her and now she'd experienced the one thing she'd always read in romance novels - a mind blowing climax while dressed. "What just happened?" Ethan asked. It was the first time something like this had happened to him and he wasn't sure he'd ever get over the fact that he was the first person to see her in the throes of passion but he hoped he'd be the last. "You tell me." She murmured. "Fuck." He got off her and out of bed and walked to her bathroom to clean up. "You naughty naughty girl Saira." Her subconscious tutted. "Give up the goods already."

ZANE’S POV The rink was my sanctuary, the only place where the world’s noise dulled to a low hum. My skates carved the ice, each stride a desperate bid to outrun the chaos in my head. The Blizzard’s practice facility echoed with the sharp crack of pucks and the shouts of teammates, but I barely heard them. My mind was a storm—Lila Harper’s hazel eyes, her defiant mouth, the way she’d shuddered under me last night.

He whispered against my ear. A shiver of excitement ran through me which immediately released my hold on him. “Good girl.” He whispered before kissing my neck. I drifted off to sleep before Damian returned. Small waves lapped against the sand as I stood watching them. The sound of wildlife around me filled my ears. The waves swooshed louder and became bigger. Quickly swishing passed my ankles and sent ice cold waves through me. I tried to back away but I was held in place. The sand was swallowing up my feet and holding me in place. I tried to thrash and pull my way out, but I couldn’t move. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. As soon as my eyes closed, the sand released me and the crash

I added, “By the way, Don killed that debt collector. He’s been sentenced to death. “You’re about to get out soon. Who knows if those people will come after you? And with that huge debt, you could spend your whole life selling yourself and still never pay it off.” Fiona’s expression went blank and hollow. Finally, she just stared at the table in front of her. I put down the microphone and walked away without looking back. The next day, the prison called. Fiona had hanged herself. I was cooking with Lara when I heard. “What’s on your mind? You zoned out for a second there,” she teased. I leaned my head against her shoulder with a grin. “Nothing. I’m just really glad you believed me when thing

Chapter 3 : A Long Winter Sofia stood at the edge of her bedroom window, the pale morning light spilling across her bare feet. Outside, the city buzzed with life cars honking, dogs barking, vendors shouting but inside, her apartment was a cocoon of stillness. Not peace. Just silence.