Whisper Eyes Novels & Stories

I look up, and big hazel eyes stare back at me, filled with innocence. “Sophie...” I whisper, the world around me falling silent.

Her eyes start to glisten as the news sinks in Fuck

His eyes, like his face, were sunken with dark circles underneath them. "Maybe we should go home, Dad. Mom hasn't forgiven us. She's never even come to see us. You're not as healthy as you used to be. You might get worse if you stay out here." William chuckled and heaved a sigh. "My health doesn't matter." Jason tried to say something, but the words wouldn't come. Then, he raised his head and saw me. That turned him into a statue. "Mom." William turned his head with enough ferocity to wring it off his neck. He stared at me for a few quiet moments, and the rims of his eyes turned red. His lips were trembling in hopeful disbelief, but his joy had jumbled up all his words.

When I go to stand back up to find somewhere to hide, I’m thrown backwards into a tree, hitting my head. I groan and let my vision come to focus. My head begins to throb as I sit up and I notice I am nowhere near the fight. A hooded figure comes to view, I try to stand but stumble from dizziness. The hooded figure gets closer and lets out a horrid screech. I start gasping as a blue wisp starts to come from my parted lips and I feel as if my energy is being drained. Right before darkness consumes me, I see those purple eyes with gold flecks.

she felt her lips moving as she pronounced the word, but her voice was barely a whisper. Those grayish green eyes didn't look happy at all.

The mark on my hand pulsed in answer, and for a moment, I felt the heartbeat of the land — faint, uneven, but still there. Then I heard it. A whisper. Soft at first, like the rustle of leaves, but then clearer — words carried on the wind. Remember. My throat tightened. “Lyanna?” I whispered. But it wasn’t her voice. This one was younger, rawer, trembling with emotion. You promised you’d come back. I froze. “Who are you?” The whisper came again, closer this time. You left us in the dark. The air shimmered before me, and for an instant, I saw shapes — outlines of wolves moving through mist. Dozens of them. Their eyes glowed faintly, their forms translucent.

Her eyes cut straight through me, sharp, merciless, smiling as he whispers. “Oh.. yes.”

The eyes were changing color, the silver in my eyes darkened slowly, and a strange ring started glowing in my iris. And then it hit me, my eyes were glowing. This time, I couldn't look away. “before the moon turns…” The whispers were back, only it was not a whisper...it was her. The girl with red eyes, it was her eerie soothing, velvety voice in a whisper. I felt as though she was speaking right behind my ear. "prophecy......" The words were not making any sense at all, but again, when did the whispers say anything meaningful to me?

I murmur, and for the first time since I was born—I’m not sure I can win this. She lifts her face. Her eyes blaze like broken suns. And she whispers, almost tender: “Run.”

Brenda emotionally whispered, "Oh, my sweet girl." Brenda continued to stare down at her daughter as she saw her eyes slowly open at hearing her mother's voice and licked eyes with her mother. Mother and daughter kept eye contact as Brenda's orgasm crashed over her. The intensity and unspoken emotion passing between their eyes added to Brenda's pleasure. As her pussy spasmed and her body shook uncontrollably, she watched in amazement as her daughter's eyes seemed to roll back into her head in pleasure as she lapped up all her mother's pussy juices. Brenda heard her daughter's quiet moans of pleasure as her little tongue licked every surface inside her mother's pussy. Brenda never took her ey