The Whisperman Novels & Stories

Jonah clicked and the whisper came through — clearer, singular, unmistakable. The name on the recording was as small as a moth and as large as an accusation; it came through the speakers, slow and deliberate, and the single, tiny syllable was—

He whispered against my ear. A shiver of excitement ran through me which immediately released my hold on him. “Good girl.” He whispered before kissing my neck. I drifted off to sleep before Damian returned. Small waves lapped against the sand as I stood watching them. The sound of wildlife around me filled my ears. The waves swooshed louder and became bigger. Quickly swishing passed my ankles and sent ice cold waves through me. I tried to back away but I was held in place. The sand was swallowing up my feet and holding me in place. I tried to thrash and pull my way out, but I couldn’t move. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. As soon as my eyes closed, the sand released me and the crash

The thought snapped something inside me. I came hard, sudden, and violent. My knees buckled. James’s arm across my stomach was the only thing keeping me upright. My pussy clamped down on his fingers in frantic, rhythmic pulses. Fresh wetness gushed out, coating his wrist, dripping onto the polished floor between our feet. I couldn’t stifle the sound completely—a choked, desperate whimper that blended into the saxophone’s wail. The silver woman’s eyes widened further. Her lips formed a perfect, silent “oh.”

Meantime please relax and enjoy the night. The music stop, the DJ announces that this Valentine party has just begun. He introduces the next singer Alexis. “A wonderful evening to everyone, I would like to dedicate this song to all. Abby (Alexis in disguise), starts to sing. She put on her wigs so Debbie can’t recognize her. She went to Debbie’s table. Debbie is surprise and she can’t help laughing. ‘You are funny, Alexis? Abby to Debbie, ‘My heart leads me here; can you be my Valentine for tonight?’

Following another sneer, Whitney scoffed, “I’m not believing a single word of what you say! Also, stop hoping for a chance to escape! I’ve made sure to feed you drugs that will mask your scent! That way, if any military dogs come by, they won’t be able to sniff you out! Then again, I wouldn’t count on their arrival since this is one of the many network-less villages in the country! The kind where nobody leaves, and nobody bothers to enter!” “With all that said, just shut up already and enjoy your years of retribution to come!” concluded Whitney. Her voice had been quite loud, and this caused the old man living there to wake up. His clothes were all dirty and blotched with black stains, and a

Na pakiramdam ko sa tuwing maririnig ko ang mga salitang iyon mula sa kanya ay nagiging masaya ako higit sa sayang inaakala ko. We continue walking until we reached their veranda. And there, I saw an old man who looks exactly like Vaughn, standing while holding a glass of champagne on his right hand. It's tito Saimon. He didn't even change a bit after the past years. He still look the same, na animo'y hindi man lamang nadagdagan ang kanyang edad sa mga lumipas na taon.

“The thing is, if Bruce never brought him to that room, I may not have met him but at the same time … he slept with him before I got the chance to. I am so bitter.” Before anyone else could say anything, a knock came on their booth door and a kind looking black-haired man peeked into view. “Hello. You all must be my clients.” The man said, stepping into the booth. “I am Whisper. It is very nice to meet you.” “And you as well.” Ages said, getting to his feet and handshaking the man. “Please have a seat, we are about to order something to eat, is there anything you want?” “Nothing really.” The man said, smiling kindly at them as Celt and Fern introduced themselves. But Eden was staring at him

He couldn’t make out the words, but he imagined all sorts of hedonistic discussions going on. Just another night at Lulu’s. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped bits from his mouth and chin. A shot of whiskey would fix him up. He had another set to perform after Blue Sue finished . . . “Hey sugar, you okay?” Sue was there in the alley with him. Easy quickly stuffed the sodden piece of cloth into his pocket. “Yeah, baby. I’m good,” he said. “Needed a bit o’ air before my set, know what I mean?”

She read the poem on the topmost page: Blurry eyes, in a haze, Cry silently near the window, Go without speaking for days, Written words are all that remain. What did I do wrong? You call me a disgrace. Sleep with pretty women, perfect bodies Yet you dare show me that face? I sit by my lonesome, Never a hair out of place, Temptation walks by, You get in the way. Dismay, disarray, I seek comfort, The warmth of a stranger's arms,

Damon chimed in, a grimace slipping into place. Making a sound of agreement, Knight stood and stretched his arms above his head, groaning as his back cracked. “I wonder if they’ve uncovered anything new themselves. Didn’t they say they had Kalix investigating?” “The Whisperer,” Ghost hummed. Kalix, aka the Whisperer, was a wolf with the uncanny ability to project himself to anyone he locked eyes with. It didn’t matter how well protected the person was. One glance and he’d be able to visit them.