Whisper Yokai Novels & Stories

"I might not be back tonight. But tomorrow morning, I'll bring you your favorite pastries, okay?" Just like that, he was gone. His tablet was still on the couch in the living room. Isabella picked it up, noticing that his WhatsApp was still logged in. Two minutes ago, a woman under the name "Little Tease" had sent him a picture. The woman was dressed in a bunny girl outfit—black fishnet stockings and bright red high heels. Her eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed, and she was licking her fingers seductively. Samuel: Want more?

An unnatural being is in with me. All my instincts were screaming that something was horribly amiss. I made the turn, my boots making a mere whisper against the floorboards. The packhouse was too quiet. Hailey's warriors were on high alert, but even they couldn't sense what I could. Because this wasn't an enemy within our walls. This was something otherworldly. And then—I heard it. A whisper. A soft, mocking voice. "Did you miss me?" I whirled around, my dagger already at the ready—only to stop when I saw it.

" I could not help but let out a snort. Nonetheless, I pretended to close my eyes and made a wish. The moment my eyes fluttered open, before I could even puff out the candles, Jeffrey's hands clamped onto my shoulders, his voice urgent. "So, Yazzy, did you make that fifteen-million-dollar wish?" I could not help but giggle. "No way, it's my birthday. Why would I need to win that?" Jeffrey was caught off guard. He did not think I would shrug off his advice. Three seconds of silence passed. Then he smacked the table hard and jumped to his feet, yelling at me so loudly that it was almost a scream, "Yasmine, you're such a fool! Do you even realize what you've just passed up?"

It said with determination. Mhok, who was usually quiet and observant, was now even more silent after she regained her senses. She slowly walked away from the group. Her eyes were still wide and vacant, as if she were seeing something in another dimension. She stopped in front of a large, dark fish tank covered in thick moss. It looked like there was nothing inside, but Mhok stared into the darkness intently. Then, something more terrifying happened. Mhok began to hear a clearer whisper. The whisper wasn't from the fish tank, but from inside it. It sounded like it was calling her name. The voice was full of mystery and seduction, as if it were inviting her closer.

His fingers paused on my spine for half a heartbeat, then kept moving. “Then the Ferals came back,” I continued, “With that white creature. It had a face this time. It had golden eyes, Xander. It called me Moonwhisperer, said I’ve already chosen you, that I have to let you in all the way or the veil tears. It said power is waiting if I stop fighting.” Xander’s arms tightened. “Gravok,” he said quietly. I blinked. “What?” “That’s what the white creature is. A Gravok. They herd Ferals. I’m so fucking sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.”

One by one, the Alphas spoke. Some hadn’t seen anything firsthand but mentioned strange weather patterns, unexplained deaths, or warriors gone missing. Others had seen more—shadows in the trees, heat without fire, howls that didn’t belong to any known species. One Alpha from the east said a pup had screamed through three nights of nightmares—red skies and claws like spears. Another shared that two of his warriors came back from patrol broken, whispering about “eyes in the dark.” It wasn’t just Foraker. It was everywhere.

Alicia challenged the whisperer, her voice laced with defiance. The whisperer responded with a malevolent laughter that seemed to envelop her, making her cast numerous nervous glances around. Yet, astonishingly, she encountered nothing, not even a soul; all that enveloped her was an abyss of darkness, intermittently pierced by faint, ethereal rays of light. "We have selected you because you bear the mark of world destruction. Within your womb resides two worlds and two warriors destined to clash, giving birth to a formidable entity. It is with this entity that we can together conquer the world," the whisperer responded ominously, intensifying my fear.

Chapter 6 I turned back to the creature. “Is that true?” I asked him. “It is, we have been speaking in Whisper. It’s a long lost Fae language and has been dead for longer than it ever existed.” He replied. “How is it that I know this language? I have never spoken it, and I feel like I’m only speaking my own language right now.” I stammered. “Have them release me, I will show you.” He said.

I whispered softly. I tried calling out to her, but there was no response. I also don't want to raise my voice to wake up Night Fury. "あなた……どこ……" She murmured again. (Anata…… doko……?) (Where…… are you……) Is she… sleep walking and sleep talking…? "寒い……" (Samui……) (It's cold……) "Kuroyuki Shiroha………!" I whispered softly. "怖い……"

I smirked to myself, This could get interesting… I watched the girl banter with Eric a bit more as he assessed her. He seemed to enjoy the fight even more with her cold exterior. More wraiths appeared and I tensed, Eric was a Shadow weaver meaning he had control over them, supposedly. Eric could weave and manipulate shadows to travel and even capture dead souls and turn them into wraiths. Yet wraiths were still somewhat feral creatures. They had talons which could slice through bone if given the chance. Not how I wished to spend my time.