Soul Whispers Novels & Stories

Souls whispered their stories, and Alec could sense the intertwining narratives weaving a tapestry of experiences. "Sasha," he said, his voice carrying the weight of countless echoes, "do you hear them? The stories of love, of loss, of dreams that echo through the ages. It's like the very essence of existence is singing to us." Sasha nodded, her eyes reflecting the myriad emotions coursing through the cosmic currents. "Alec, every soul we encounter adds a new note to our journey. It's overwhelming, yet beautiful, like a celestial choir revealing the depths of the universe's heart."

It’s been days and I haven’t left the house or answered my phone, it’s been days and I haven’t moved and inch from the spot in sitting in, I've been sitting in the same potion with my back to the wall facing the bedroom door as if at any second they’ll come crashing in and drag me to hell for what I've done to them. “Christopher” echo’s around me bouncing off the white walls around me “CHRISSSS”comes the hissing sound of another voice as it calls out to me, I know their not here I buried them, I watched their blood stain my hands, I watched their eyes and the life they held faded away. I watched as I covered them with dirt as I stood over them watching them disappear with every shovel full o

Wind as violent as a tornado carrying me somewhere unknown to the human world. Strange whispers and incoherent words touch my ears but in all these whispers I can hear only one particular alluring voice clearly " let me be the strongest of all Who deserves to desire pure love in this rainy nightfall. Light the path of my soul in the sky and give me the power of the purest soul at this moment in exchange for my blood to bind them with me for eternity"

I whisper. ********

Only if I had known my soul would have been sold for nothing, I would have ended it. The room hadn't changed a bit all these years. Same dark walls that made the room intimidating and the absolute perfection in the way it was organized just as its owner, hiding all that evil just barely underneath the surface, simmering and waiting for the perfect time to strike its prey. I repressed a shudder and took a seat waiting for him to notice my presence in the room. He was writing in a journal on the desk, I had always wondered what he wrote in there, the number of people he killed, or the latest mission he accomplished?

“That’s fine, your morning breathe will probably suck the life out of me anyways, I might as well take the sofa.” The two soon returned to their usual interaction of playful teasing and bickering; finally at ease knowing that they were no longer alone… they had each other no matter what the future had in stored. However, when one soul was at peace, another was unconsciously seeking a resting place… At Acre Hills asylum, in the dead of night, the flashing shadow of a certain young man appearing in a gust of smoke, slowly approached the pale figure curled up into a ball at corner of the room, frantically chanting words of distress…

One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings. An image of a girl with long, red, wavy hair flashed before my eyes and smiled at me, very tender and sweet like it would end my immortality. Then she collapsed into the floor. The vision went black. I couldn't see anything... it was dark... yet there were whispers. "It's her..." "Puoi permetterti di perderla?" "Take her..." "Sarà la tua morte..." I opened my eyes and sat down. My hands were shaking and I was having a hard time catching my breath due to shock. Fucking dream! No. It was a nightmare!

I closed my eyes and inhaled a deep breath before opening it again. Sa pagmulat ko ng aking mga mata ay mukha niya ang nabungaran ko. He's looking at me directly to my eyes. That I felt him searching my soul, that he seems trying to read what's inside on my head. Dinig na dinig ko ang lakas na pagtambol ng aking dibdib dahil sa intensisad na hatid ng kanyang mga titig. Na sa lakas no'n ay pakiramdam ko ay anumang segundo ay kakapusin ako ng aking hininga dahil doon. "Baby." His deep and baritone voice engulfed my ear.

He seductively whispered, giving Isabella more courage to add another finger inside her pussy as she trust faster. Each thrust forced a muffled whimper from Isabella lips. Her jaw stretched wide as he forced his cock deeper and deeper while her pussy clenched around her fingers as her body writhing in a mix of discomfort and lust. With each grind of his hip, his cock struck against the back of her throat, her gag reflex kicking in as he plunged deeper and deeper, his hips thrusting with a ruthless rhythm. Saliva pooled in her mouth, trickling down her chin and dripping onto her heaving chest, the saltiness of her tears adding to the wetness of her skin.