Hush, Hush Novels & Stories

When I pull back a little, I hiss, "Leave us..."

Everything. "Oh no!"

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The air felt heavy with unspoken fears, and I wished I could shield Cassie from the weight of it all. Suddenly, the members of the camp encircled the well, their faces resolute yet illuminated by an ancient reverence. They began to chant, their voices rising rhythmically into a haunting melody that wove through the trees like a soft breeze. Although I didn’t understand the words—each syllable foreign and yet strangely familiar—the sound itself was beautiful, rich with a history that resonated deep within me. The language flowed with a poetry that seemed to connect the past to the present, binding the souls of their ancestors to that very moment.

A kind of void that was always there, but it just got bigger. "Huluu Huluuu hululululu..." I heard something. "Huh? Is someone there?" I asked. "hullu hullu huuulleee..." I heard something in response but could not understand it. Someone talked to me in code language, I guessed. "Can you understand me? I am in trouble here. Can you help me?" I said. "hullu hullu hullu huloooo..." A shady figure walked out of the bushes near me. "hullu hullu hullu hulloooo..." Something poked my chest suddenly.

I didn't say a word. He sighed. “You're so tough.” He chuckled. “I got it. I'll sleep then.” I finally answered. “Thanks. We'll be working together from now on. Please be good to me.” He smiled rascally. “Correction. You'll be working for me. It's not 'working together'. Got it?” “Okay, got it!” With that, I fell asleep. After some while… “Where is that cocky lady?” “Ma'am, let's calm down.”

Kiss Kiss Kiss Baby Hush Hush Hush baby A little closer Just embrace me Give it to me Give it to me, oh Come to me Come to me, oh Give it to me Give it to me, oh A secret party ---Miss A Hush Lindsey's POV "Prove it. Prove you're all in....kiss me." "I-I'm sorry but what?" I ask for the second time today, unsure of what I heard.

"𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 , 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓉 "

she whispered. “He’s waiting.”

My breath hitched. ‘Fuck’