Whisper Eyes Novels & Stories

Didn’t she remember that I hate to be addressed as a stranger? Helena’s expressionless face was masking her inner turmoil beautifully, but her glassy eyes were the mirrors of her soul. She was in pain, utterly disappointed by my same backstabbing behavior. Her eyes gradually turned violet as her Whisperer identity took over her, pushing my love away from me. No, I couldn’t lose her like that!!!

Rose watched her reflection in the mirror. She admired those high, full breasts of hers, her well-shaped form, especially how slender her waist was at the middle, and the perfect features of her face, and she agreed that she was indeed beautiful. She turned away from the mirror in time to catch Kathryn...no Kathryn's whisper staring at her with its translucent form, and she ignored it. Mirrors never reflected whispers, and that's why she hadn't seen it. Mirrors were flawless creations of humans that revealed so much, but never showed what was important. The human eyes couldn't see them. Only whispers saw whispers. The sea though was a perfect mirror for them. But who was daring enough to fal

IRIS'S P.O.V .... Shifting my gaze and looking at her right into her eyes, I part my lips and speak. "You're right..." With my eyes pierced deep into hers, I said, but my voice comes out in form of a silent, but at the same time loud whisper that I knew she was able to hear me with the way I watch her eyes slowly got widen. "The knife is useless and so is this shitty fight between me and you..." With my lips breathing in once again, I whispered out and this time watched as she shooted one of her eyebrows up and tried to speak, but I didn't let her.

Only his eyes were apparent, a grey glittering piercing eyes, the eyes of a wolf! ''Tiger,” a whisper escaped her trembling lips.

her eyes sparkling with excitement, her voice trembling with delight, as she gazed at Whisper with utter enchantment. "Whisper is an ancient Luminari, a being of light and magic," I explained, my voice filled with a sense of wonder and awe. "She has the ability to freeze time, cause laughter and happiness, making even the darkest of days brighter," I said, smiling at the thought. "She can also make people forget her, which can be quite useful," I added with a smile. "And with just a touch, she can cause flowers to bloom, filling the air with their sweet fragrance," I continued, my eyes shining with admiration. "But don't upset her," my tone turned serious. "... she can also be deadly."I caut

“You can do it.” “No one must see my eyes,” She whispered, her voice thick with fear even more than the agony. I immediately understood. Her eyes usually ignited with a purple glow, and some people, especially Mr. Grim Reaper was looking for the one with the purple eyes. I pulled her close, using my body as a shield.

He saw the mouth open and closed a bit before he heard a whisper, “My eyes.” “Yes, yes,” he said before continuing to unwrap. Her entire face was visible then, she was bald with no hair, her skin which was pink like a newborn baby, but when she opened her eyes it was not of this world. Her eyeballs were milk-white, her iris was gold and the center was violet. “Your eyes,” he said looking at them with astonishment. “What?” she asked in another quiet voice.

My eyes were glowing red. She was shocked while looking into my eyes and whispered, "MATE?"

‘I hope Kurt is here’ she whispered. “Relax, baby girl. We’re not going to hurt you. We’re just going to have some fun.” They put tape on her mouth so she will not scream again. And just when they were about to undress her. She closed her eyes and screamed Kurt’s name then someone busted the door.

It wouldn’t surprise me, after what they did to you. Faye stared off into the distance. Her gut told her, Whisper was an ally. During those brief moments when their eyes locked, she wasn’t seeing her as Faye. She was seeing her as Clarissa. She felt no trepidation in her presence. Had Whisper, played a role in the lives of Mathilda and all the others? ‘Definitely not,’ Faye answered. ‘Whisper appears to be a keeper of secrets, Syb. And I plan to find out what she knows.’