Seputih Hati Novels & Stories

“I know Victoria inside and out. She’ll come after us when we least expect it, and when she does, we’ll be ready.” Ethan looked at her with admiration. “I don’t doubt that for a second,” he said, and though his tone was calm, there was a flicker of something darker in his eyes—something unresolved. Sophia could sense it. She stepped closer to him, her hand resting on his chest. “Ethan… what is it?” He hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “It’s just… killing Sebastian. I did what I had to do, but it’s not something I’ll ever be able to forget.” His gaze dropped, shadows clouding his expression. “I just don’t want it to change me.”

This man didn't follow the script she had set up at all. Mango Shen was extremely frustrated. She placed the pillow directly under her head and felt that something was wrong. She once again threw the pillow to one side and covered herself with the blanket. She didn't want to think about anything else. She wanted to have a good sleep first. However, Nathaniel's allergic look always flashed through her mind. She hated him! She resented him! She hated herself that she still felt sorry for that man even at this time. Although she told herself over and over again that she wanted him to be healthy for the sake of Rita, when she calmed down, she couldn't lie about the pain in her heart.

I snapped, my anger boiling over. She stared at me, her silence a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside me. It felt like I was shouting into a void, my words echoing back with no real impact. After what felt like an eternity, she finally spoke, her voice trembling. "It's not that I don't try; I just can't forget him."

But with each passing day, these whispers became louder, more persistent, making it harder for her to ignore them. Jane's silent love for Mike was a ticking time bomb, a storm brewing beneath the calm surface. Each laugh, each conversation, and each shared moment added to the intensity of her feelings, pushing her closer to the edge. As she stood on the brink of this emotional turmoil, Jane was about to embark on an extraordinary journey - a journey of love, of unspoken confessions, and of silent whispers of longing. Her story was just beginning. This was her story - the story of a girl who loved her best friend in silence, the story of silent whispers of love.

Kurt simply walked away from Annika, leaving her with nothing else to say. Those words echoed over and over again to Annika’s mind as she looked at Kurt walked away. She didn’t call out his name anymore because she couldn’t believe that Kurt had said all those hateful things to her. She couldn't move, talk, or think because it’s like she had been struck by thunder. Annika collected her thoughts and went home feeling nothing but detest, pain and resentment.

"There are voices of people that linger when their lives are unjustly taken from this earth," Crystal said. "Voices of blood, and people who can't get justice for themselves. These voices belong to the souls of the dead, and the innocent. They can haunt you, torment you, and even try to kill you if they are strong enough. They are like air. They can't be seen. They can't be touched. They can be felt, but mostly through one's hearing. They glide in the air. The strong wind can stop them, and so can fire. Nature doesn't necessarily stop them, but anything too loud for you to hear them can temporarily stop them. And that is why they are called whispers.

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.