Whispering Wall Novels & Stories

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is? She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind. "Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her? ###### Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?  Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?  Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything, 

Alpha Samson is the most ruthless alpha's around and has the most powerful pack in the world-Blackthorn. Runours cascade around about him, and his wolf, Savage, who is the biggest anyone has ever seen, will rain down on all who go against them. The only thing they are missing is their mate. What happens when all alphas are going to a pack to celebrate the coming of an new alpha, who has only barely turned twelve. Things don't look what they seem, until the luring scent mixed with blood sends Alpha Samson to the cells where he and his beast finds their mate, chained to the wall all bloody and broken. All hell breaks lose. Alora, half wolf and half witch, charged for a crime she never did. What happens when the damaged little woman meets the ruthless alpha who happens to be his mate? When recovering with her mate, things change and all Alora has ever known is a lie of what she is and more. Secrets come out and all Alora and Alpha Samson want is to know the truth and revenge, taking back the pack that is hers to begin with.

On the day of the mating ceremony, a crazed witch bursts in and points straight at me, shrieking, "Six years later, your Alpha will betray you!" Troy Hudson, my soon-to-be mate, turns livid. He swats the purple-glowing crystal ball from her hand, shattering it on the floor. "Nonsense! Estelle is my fated mate! I'll only ever love her in this lifetime!" After that, he becomes even more devoted to me. At the Moon Goddess' altar, he drapes the Luna shawl over my shoulders. He marks me with his scent so the entire pack knows I belong to him. Every full moon, he deepens the mark on my neck, whispering that I am his forever. I believe his love is unbreakable until our sixth anniversary. A box waits at our front door. Inside lies a pair of lace panties and a photograph. In the photo, Troy is pressed over his foster sister, Rue Youngblood, the wolf tattoo on his body glowing faintly. His hand grips her waist, his eyes burning with the same heat I've dreamed of a million times. And Rue? She's wearing that same pair of panties. On the back of the photo, written in ink as red as blood, is a line of pure provocation. "The Alpha's heart may belong to you, but his body belongs to me." Agony ripped through my chest, yet not a single tear fell. Instead, I rest my hand on my belly and quietly send word to the Witch Association. "I accept your invitation. Please help me vanish."

I'm on my knees because they told me to kneel. Not because I have to—because I want to. Because when Haruto's hand grips my hair and Marcus whispers "good girl" in my ear and Julian watches with those grey eyes that miss nothing, I feel more loved than I ever have alone. Haruto pulls my head back, makes me look up at all three of them. "Whose are you?" he asks. "Mine," Marcus answers first, running a thumb across my bottom lip. "Ours," Julian corrects quietly, and the word settles in my chest like a heartbeat. They take turns using my mouth,and my body. Haruto is desperate and possessive, fucking my throat like he's still making up for six years of silence. Marcus holds my hand through it, sweet even when he's rough. Julian watches until he can't anymore, then joins, then takes over. When they lay me on the bed and surround me—Haruto inside me, Marcus at my mouth, Julian whispering filthy praise in my ear—I understand. This isn't about control. It's about being so completely theirs that nothing else matters. Not even the woman who wants me dead. But that's later. Right now, I have three men who love me, and I'm exactly where I belong. On my knees. On my back. In their arms. Always.

My father, Benjamin Ward, was bedridden, paralyzed, and unable to move. The AI model he spent his entire life developing—a model powerful enough to cure terminal diseases—had been stolen and published under someone else's name. Humiliated beyond endurance, he suffered a stroke and collapsed. He couldn't speak. He couldn't even write. I swore I'd find the thief who destroyed him. My girlfriend, Maris Dawn, wept and promised to help me uncover the truth. But at a dinner party, when her first love proudly announced that he'd been specially recruited by a national research lab thanks to that very model, she immediately grabbed my arm, whispering, "Don't make a scene. Grayson just wants a good future. Don't ruin his life." Grayson Vale smirked with disdain. "The old man was about to retire anyway. Think of it as recycling waste." My vision went red. I charged at him, ready to make him pay for what he'd done to my father. Maris tripped me before I could reach him. She threw a check for ten million in my face. "Here's for your dad's medical care. Don't be shameless, alright? Grayson is a rising star. You're just a broke grad student. You should learn your place." I tore the check apart, piece by piece. That check could never buy the Dawn family a future in the world of science.

The tears stung in my eyes as I heard those words from his mouth, I still couldn’t believe it. “I-I d-don’t understand.” He grabbed my neck and pinned me to the wall, “If I ever lay my eyes on you again, I will kill you. An abomination like you can never be my mate.” He spat, his eyes filled with disgust. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the lycans won the war against the humans and the witches, they ruled over every being in the kingdom of Mondegard. The alpha king was feared by all, but none has been as ruthless as Ryken. He ruled with brutality, with a heart frozen cold, he only cared about two things - power and status. Every being was subject to him - and Sapphire was no exception. Born an outcast, unable to shift and pitifully weak, she has always been trampled upon, blind to the truth of her existence. But fate so cruel mated her to none other than the merciless Alpha king, dragging her into a world of betrayal, ancient secrets and rebellion she never imagined. And he made her life a living hell because of it.

"You have two choices, dove. Either I fuck you against the wall or on the bed." I stiffened, glaring at him and hoping he could see the hatred in my eyes. He moved closer, and ran his thumb along my lips. "Me? I don't mind any position." My teeth gritted as I stared at his face. It was a shame that someone so beautiful could have a mouth that foul. I leaned over and whispered. "Over my dead body, your majesty." ****** When Irene Slater is chosen to serve the Lycan King, she expects nothing but humiliation. He knows she is his mate, yet instead of claiming her, he strips her of dignity and forces her into a role meant to break her. It only deepens the resentment she already carries for him… and for the system that has always treated omegas as less. He wants nothing to do with her. She wants nothing to do with him. But fate has other plans and as tension turns into something neither of them can control, Irene is forced to face a dangerous truth: The king she was taught to hate may be the one she cannot escape.

"I will help you get your revenge, Ashley, but on one condition... Let's get married," My jaw dropped when Asher looked me in the eyes and said those words to me. How could he ask me to marry him? "You are my husband's brother, Asher..." "Your soon-to-be ex husband. You two are going to get a divorce soon. He treated you like a piece of trash, and you want nothing but to get your revenge. Don't you think I'm the best tool you can use?" My heart raced as his hand crawled up my bare thigh while pinning me to the wall, his face nuzzled in my neck as he teased the nape of my neck, sending this weird feeling through my body. "I'm willing to be your tool of vengeance, Ashley," His husky voice made my heart flutter as his breath fanned my ear, biting my earlobe after. "What do you want in return?" I managed to ask him, but his reply made me freeze on the spot. "Be my sex toy, Ashley,"

“I Rebecca Antlas, reject you Tyler Carsted as my fated mate.” “Really? Is that your way of escaping me?” He asked with a smirk as he walked closer to her, ignoring the pain in his chest. Rebecca wanted to remain still to show him she wasn't intimidated by him but her legs began moving back on their own until her back was against the wall again. *** Death isn't the end of life, especially when your soul ends up in the body of a commoner after living your life as a famous celebrity. Why it happened, Ginger couldn't understand but now she's stuck in the body of Rebecca Antlas, working for a ruthless billionaire Tyler Carsted whom she hated. But is this really the truth? What happens when she discovers the true identity of Rebecca as a white wolf and that the man she hated more than her messed up life is actually her fated mate? Will she accept this new life of hers or will she reject him and seek for ways to return to the land of the dead? Will Tyler let her go or will he do everything in his power to keep her alive?

I’m so tired of always being the one left behind. Tired of heartbreak, of promises that turn into pain... I never knew love could be this exhausting. “I... I promise... if marriage only means being broken like this... then these will be the last tears I ever cry.” I said it—sobbing under the cold rain, thinking that maybe this was the end of my story. But life had other plans. Enter Thunder Montessori. Twenty-seven years old. Powerful. Dangerous. A trillionaire who could own the world if he wanted to. With his sky-blue eyes, sharp mind, and infuriating charm—he’s the kind of man who turns chaos into a lifestyle. And somehow... he’s tearing down every wall I built. He says he wants to build a new world with me. But should I let him? Because I’ve been here before—caught in beautiful lies. I don’t want to lose myself again for a love that might never stay. Still, a part of me wonders... What would it be like to marry a man who could buy the stars? What if this love doesn’t break me... But saves me?