No One Else Can Speak The Words On Your Lips Novels & Stories

My lips parted but no words came out. “You are mine Aurora, you belong to me, little one.”

Just one word escaped my lips. “What?”

“Your people await your words, Luna.” My heart thudded, but I rose. The hall buzzed with whispers, a wave of doubt rolling through the crowd. I felt it pressing in, testing me. And I let them murmur. For a moment. Then I lifted my chin, and when I spoke, my voice carried like steel wrapped in silk.

"Let them try. What matters is who hears you before they do." "I'm not the man they want. I'm not clean, Ceres. I've carried too much blood in my mouth to speak gently." "I don't need gentle. I need real. The kind of real that sears." "Why me?" "Because when you speak, even your enemies hold their breath. And because you're not afraid to say the thing that damns you." "You sound like you've already written my speech." "No. I'm still writing my own. Yours starts first."

She sung through the intense electric shocks radiating down her neck and body “Here comes a wave….Meant to wash me away…..A tide that is taking me under...Swallowing sand….Left with nothing to say…My voice drowned out in the thunder….But I won't cry….And I won't start to crumble…..Whenever they try…To shut me or cut me down….I won't be silenced…..You can't keep me quiet…..Won't tremble when you try it…..All I know is I won't go speechless….’Cause I'll breathe….When they try to suffocate me…..Don't you underestimate me….’Cause I know that I won't go speechless….Written in stone…..Every rule, every word….Centuries old and unbending…..Stay in your place…..Better seen and not heard…..But now tha

the word left his lips but his voice sound different. The moment I registered that the word wasn't uttered through the mind link, I pulled back. His eyes were blown wide, pupils dilated and I was certain my eyes were as wide as his when I breathed, "You can talk?" His reply came through the mind link, a sheepish grin on his face, "Only a few words that don't need my tongue much for pronunciation. I haven't attempted to say anything in years." My lips split into a bright smile, a sense of accomplishment filling me, "Well," I traced my fingers over the days worth of stubble coating his jaw, "I think its hot."

couldn’t. After a couple a tries, Adira gave up. However, she held my hand the whole ride, as if to reassure me that I was not alone. I bit my inner lips, feeling bad about it. I just didn’t know how to describe or explain what I felt. No words seemed to Be good enough to convey my feelings to others.

he asked. “Rule number four, there’s always an exception! Look! I can’t believe that we are going to spent a fair amount of time in here, everyday! For almost five fuck–” “Watch your language!” he put his index finger on my lips, breaking down my sentence. I scratched my head unconsciously. I was ashamed of what I just did. I almost curse, and that was all the way in my manual’s rule number ten... Never to speak any foul words. “Sorry... I whispered shyly.”

My own whispered words echoed in the emptiness, a pathetic confession to no one. “I’m your filthy cocksucker…”

he has no right--. right Elle you're just fucking