Novel & Cerita I Could Only Whisper Your Name

Defeated, I let the sensations of his lips to travel in me as he whispered huskily, "Embed my name deep into your soul because you can't escape me." ,

I heard a helpless, high-pitched whine escape my throat and nearly blacked out from pure pleasure. She turned her head then, and her eyes held mine spellbound as she gradually let my glistening cock slide from her lips. After kissing the tip, she whispered huskily, "I love your dick, honey. It's absolutely amazing."

A sound that shouldn’t exist anymore. I pressed my hands flat against the windowsill, leaning out just enough to let the cold wind slap my face. My brown wavy hair whipped around my cheeks. “Come out if you’re there,” I called softly, trying to sound bold like I always did. “Stop hiding like a coward.” The whistle stopped. Silence swallowed everything except my own heartbeat thundering in my ears. The curtains brushed against my arms, cold and damp from the night air. Then, just as I started to pull back inside, the whistle started again. Fainter. Farther away. But still the same tune. Still Tristan’s.

"On the mountaintop." "What are you doing on the mountaintop?" "Watching the stars." "Wait for me, I'll come right now…" Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the other end of the line. It sounded like a woman was speaking. Samuel snapped something in a low voice. The woman seemed persistent, and Samuel didn't say anything for a long while. Then, Isabella heard what seemed to be the sound of a kiss. Isabella sneered. "Samuel, are you still coming?"

Still, the sound broke out but it wasn't loud enough to alert anyone of my presence on the training ground. “She's alive,” I whispered, my voice cracking and sounding weak. I whimpered, I sobbed, I grunted. I did almost everything anyone would do when they were hurt and happy at the same time. I dug my fingers into the sand and wrote her name without thinking. WILLOW. The name didn't come out well as they were crooked because my hands were shaking but anyone would see what I had written. It wasn't bad. “She's alive.” I said again but with a louder voice than the last but not loud enough for someone else to hear.

inevitable. “I’ll find you.” I turned to run, but I couldn’t move. My feet were rooted to the ground. He stepped closer. But his face remained a blur. “Say my name,” he said, his voice sharper than ever now. “No,” I murmured, but the pull was stronger this time. “Say it.” I tried to bite it back, to wake up— But my lips parted. And before I could stop myself, I whispered, “Cael.”

[Chapter Song: Whisper by RIO] N A Y A The way the wind whistles all around me. The way the sun places itself behind the clouds with the soft shades of pink in the sky. The way everything turns into dark silence. The way I still see her face in those places. And the way I am only holding onto this ledge to prevent myself from falling.

But I wished to disappear. I stood still, eyes wide, mind racing. “There’s nothing to lose in trying again,” I murmured, my voice barely audible. I closed my eyes, letting out a shaky breath. My body trembled as I tried to focus, to concentrate on the swirling fog that surrounded me. Slowly, carefully, I whispered under my breath, “Take me out of here… please, take me out of here.”

The walls shake. The room descends into chaos. But in the center of it all, I whisper a single word. A name. No—not a name. A truth. A memory. “Fa… father…” I look at him—into him—searching, drowning. The last thing I hear is the echoing roar of thunder… And the deafening silence of something lost— …or maybe something finally found.

Words formed in that sound, though they were barely discernible. “Paige…” My name. My stomach twisted violently, and a cold shiver ran down my spine. I swallowed hard, every muscle in my body tensing. “Who’s there?” My voice was a hoarse whisper, barely audible even to myself. Silence. My pulse thudded in my ears as I waited, each second stretching into eternity. Just when I began to think I had imagined it, the whisper returned, closer this time, almost to my ear. “Come.”