Whisper Eyes Novels & Stories

Tears well up in my eyes as I try to fight back my emotions. He whispers in my ear just as I start burn him alive.

I pulled my wrist from his hungry lips and whispered, "Open your eyes for me, love, let me see the new light inside them." He gasped as he opened them wide then shut them quickly. "I know the color is amazing isn't?" I whispered, "Now open them slowly and you will see what the world looks like through vampire eyes."

The Whisperer sat on the edge of a container feet above our heads, his silver hair gently swaying in the breeze. Nox jolted; his eyes panicked as he turned my way. They traveled up to where the Whisperer was, only to fall back to my face. Could he not see him? Was I actually going insane or was I somehow being haunted by the Whisperer’s ghost? I shook my head at him, and he turned his attention back to his father.

******************** | Hollis | With Whitney’s arms now wrapped around her shoulders, the grey clouds of Hollis’ eyes softened as she stared into her lover’s big brown ones. So much tenderness surged through her veins, she felt like her heart would burst any second. “That’s right.” She whispered in the husky Maine accent her lover couldn’t get enough of, watching Whitney deflate with relief. “How could I keep anything from you anyway, huh? You get wicked angry...”

Something whispering secrets she wasn’t ready to hear. “I… I need answers,” she whispered to the empty room, her voice trembling with exhaustion and dread. “I can’t do this alone.” The door creaked softly. Zephyr stepped in, his presence like a shadow in the silver light. His eyes, bright and stormy, fixed on her with concern. “Another vision?” he asked quietly, voice low and almost reverent. Elena nodded, unable to speak. The memory clung to her — two babies, one wrapped in shadow, the other glowing with light, their cries echoing through an endless void.

Clearly having lost his calm, Ben shouted, "Where is your proof?!" I pointed at the woman's neck and declared, "As far as I know, my sister-in-law May has a birthmark shaped like a square behind her neck. Meanwhile, this new wife of yours has the exact same birthmark!"

"Come back to me. Snap out of it! Come back to me, please." Her head tilted slowly, unnaturally, as if controlled by an unseen force. Her lips moved, whispering words that seemed foreign and ancient, resonating with power and danger. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and a feeling of impending danger washed over me. And then, in an instant, her eyes refocused, the whiteness dissipating like a passing storm cloud. Elysia gasped for breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly as though she had just emerged from a nightmare.

Susan 's POV: Startled by the vivid dream, I'm abruptly jolted awake. The dampness between my legs serves as a tangible reminder of how my body responds to these forbidden fantasies. I can't shake his face from my mind—those captivating eyes, those lips that brought both pleasures and torment to my senses. "This is sheer madness," I whisper in despair, seeking solace in reciting the Lord's prayer. Waking up repeatedly due to these haunting dreams has become exhausting, and I long for a reprieve.

He explains every point in a more detailed yet simplest way. June looked at Osamu and saw how passionate he was about the subject. He frowned at him while looking at him. After a minute, he notices that someone is looking at him, so he looks at everyone. Accidentally, he met Raia’s eyes while intently looking at him. He raised his eyebrows at him. "What the hell is his problem?" June asked himself while looking at him. He doesn’t even know why he feels like he’s talking to him using his eyes. After a minute, Raia himself takes his eyes off June.

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!