Whisper Pillow Novels & Stories

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

"He's a spy! Get him!" And so, the wedding ceremony became a crime scene. Looking towards May, I asked, "You're the one behind the voice, right?" She glared at me. "Ben gave me your bracelet while you were asleep, then replaced it with a completely identical one so you never noticed. "After wearing your bracelet for long enough, I was able to establish a connection with you and make you think the voice was coming from the baby in your womb." "Why did you do all this?" I asked.

"Shh, quiet now," I whispered, hugging my son tightly and stroking his back. The entire ballroom was silent. Everyone stared, their eyes wide with disbelief. The same wolves who had been mocking me for being alone just moments ago now stood with their mouths agape, speechless. "Mommy?" "She's the… mother of the New Moon heir?" "How is that possible?" Urgent footsteps echoed from the entrance. "Adrian, you shouldn't run off like that," a deep, magnetic voice chided gently.

Chris POV I never thought that shit would get this far and id be sitting here having this convercation with a ghost “What do you want me to say V that I fucking raped you and left you for dead, That I killed the woman I was actually falling in love with because I was afraid she would be just like you” I stand taking a few steps closer to her in a utral fashion so I don't give anything away as to howi may feel or what I plan on doing.

Large hands ripped off my clothes. A pair of undesirable lips try to meet mine. My wolf, Sparkle, howled inside me with a painful whining following it. I woke up panting heavily. The first thing that came into my mind was, 'was that all a dream?' I was on a soft surface, which I assumed was my bed. I heard a few whispers, so I moved slightly and looked around me. Everyone was gathered around me as if I was an exhibit in a museum. "She's awake." the girl next to my bed said.

“To be safe, I would like some more crystals putting out in the woods on the north side of camp. As far as you can manage to the clearing. That way, if things to go wrong I have a better chance. Has anyone got any ideas as to how I could let everyone at camp know if that was the case?” The deep voice came from right behind me. “Dog whistle, maybe.” I hadn’t realised he had got so close, but his mouth was nearly level with my ear and the heat from him sent a shiver through me. I could sense his anger, but I could also tell he was holding it all inside.

Thаt way I can hаvе the space I need tо рrосеѕѕ thе day and keep my drеаmѕ tо mуѕеlf. Thе pillow іѕ freshly washed, and it ѕmеllѕ bеаutіful. I ѕіnk rіght into іt and I’m fіnаllу starting tо drіft оff when I hеаr a muffled bеер. I’vе no іdеа what tіmе іt is, аnd fіgurе it muѕt be Blаkе’ѕ аlаrm, but аftеr twо more bеерѕ I rеаlіzе thе ѕоund іѕ соmіng frоm ѕоmеwhеrе in hеrе.

Hindi nga ako nag kamali dahil ilang segundo lamang ang lumipas ay narinig ko na ang tinig ni Belinda na tinatawag ang pangalan ko. "Rie?" "Rie?" "Sa kusina, Pikoy!" Sigaw ko habang ngumunguya. Nang sabihin ko iyon ay agad akong nakarinig ng mga yabag papunta sa gawi ko. Alam kong siya na iyon. Sa tunog pa lamang ng takong ng kanyang sapatos ay sigurado na ako. She likes wearing heels. Probably around four to five inches high. Kaya tunog pa lamang ng kanyang sapatos sa tuwing lumalakad siya ay kilala ko na. Because she likes it more when her heels creates sounds.

Comfort. Whispers. I could hear whispers as I woke, drowsy and warm—almost too warm. I was surrounded by heat and something that smelled enticingly good. My pillow tickled my face and I twitched my nose, trying to ease the itch, burrowing deeper into the welcome softness. My pillow giggled a little, and the whispers started again. I forced open my eyes. The light was dull, the skies still heavy and rain-soaked outside. I lifted my head and met the amused gaze of Jenna, who was sitting on the floor beside the bed, coffee cup in hand.

I snuggled deeper into my pillow, loving the scent of it. I can’t recall my pillow ever smelling this good. It smells like a sea, in the tropical nature, with flowers and rocks surrounding it. I could even see the waves in my mind and see myself running to be carried away by it. It suddenly moved and I frowned, “be still,” I whispered and it stilled, “good pillow,” I murmured again and heard a deep chuckle. I ignored it and continued with my sleep, willing to see myself in my beautiful ocean again. The rise and fall of my pillow was rocking me deeper into sleep and I didn’t want to wake up anymore. I drifted further into sleep, I haven’t slept so well in a long time.