Tangle X Whisper Novels & Stories

Loud laughs and hoots of encouragement rose from the crowd watching, as they found my humiliation very entertaining. She lowered her head close to mine and whispered. “I wish you would cease to exist.”

It was a sound filled with pain and regret, a silent apology that cut through the fog of my anger and pain. The wolf slowly lowered its head, its tongue gently lapping at the tears streaming down my face. The unexpected tenderness broke through my defences, and I let out a choked sob. The wolf's whine deepened, resonating with an apology that echoed through my head. It then crouched down, bringing its massive head to rest on my thighs, I instinctively began to stroke his fur, feeling the rough texture beneath my fingers. Its eyes closed, a soft rumble escaping him, almost like a purr.

Tyler and I exchange a glance, he wants to say something but he looks like he's afraid to say it. "Say it," I push. "People who wish you happiness even when they're not the ones giving you that happiness are superior," he whispers in my ear so she doesn't hear. "Hey!" She grabs the back of his shirt and yanks him back, "No whispering." She whines. "So no part of you ever imagined us being together?" I ask her.

Really dude? Morganite gives a growl and Xander’s wolf, Xilo, shakes his head. He gives a little whine, probably to apologise if I took any offence. I wish I could mind-link. I still have never experienced it. He nudges his head for me to follow him, and we begin our run.

Maybe— The man reached out, tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear before trailing his fingers down her arm. Sienna tilted her head slightly, letting the touch linger, her body language relaxed, almost inviting. Then she whispered something, her voice too low for Ethan to catch, but whatever she said made the man chuckle—a deep, indulgent sound that made Ethan’s skin prickle with unease.

"Silkgaze is one of the main ingredients to the Whisperbloom antidote, but without the other ingredients it has a terrible side effect. When a victim of Whisperbloom poison smells or comes in contact with Silkgaze, said victim would become weakened and incapacitated. Which is why you ended up collapsing." "Can you cure it?" I asked, knowing she was telling the truth. It made sense with what had happened to me; my sudden weakness, my collapse, my injuries. "I've spent the last two days trying to negate the Silkgaze's side effects, but it's hard without all the ingredients," she answered.

"Fuck. This isn't good." "We should be able to override it if we use both our powers. We'd stand a better chance with Frog but he's probably standing by Tricksy as he deals with his loss." Tarsi pulled out his tangling needles and held them out in front of him in a flat 'x' pattern. They began to spark where they met in the middle.

he repeated slowly. Lyra stared at him, then back at the cobblestone street. “Whisperthon,” she said, testing the word. “That sounds like a password to an OnlyFans account.” “It’s named after the first Duchess of the province.” “Where the hell is Whisperthon Lane?” Lyra asked. Her arms flailed as she looked up and down the cobbled street as if G****e Maps would materialize in the air and explain the mix-up.