Whispers It's A Love Thing Novels & Stories

God,Why did I run over here like I’m in some sort of movie? No matter how corny and cheesy it sounds, I took a deep breath and fist the fabric of my skirt. I’m an independent, confident woman but why am I suddenly shy and had the intention of running away? “Winter?” Yes! I remembered Why I came here. “Ethan…” I started, my palms moistening with sweat and heart beating at an erratic speed. “I know that you don't have the intention to marry me and I’m not angry at you but...but I felt like I'll regret my whole life If I don't say that I’m in love with you. I don't want to regret my whole life wondering why I’m still single at the age of seventy because I can't fall in love with somebody else a

he whispers in my mouth, making my lips tug into a smile. “This is the only thing important to me, Nate. Us. Our love. That's all I want.” I whisper back, making him claim my lips vigorously. Our kiss is more intense, more loving, and more passionate. He pulls me closer, and I can't help but move on top of him, straddling him.

When our wolves first recognized each other, I felt complete. But maybe a bond wasn’t enough. Maybe love still required choosing. And Rowan hadn’t chosen me. I stopped at the riverbank. The water was dark and restless. Lyra’s voice trembled. He’s our mate. Is he? I whispered back. Or are we just convenient? The answer hurt because I already knew it. My phone felt heavy in my pocket. I stared at it before dialing the number I’d avoided for three years. It rang twice. “Isla.”

So, she had known all this time. She had seen through his clumsy lies, yet she chose to silently watch him play the part of a devoted man beside Sandra. What a pathetic fool he was. "Wesley, you've never loved me," she said softly, barely above a whisper. "You only felt guilty, moved by the years I wasted on you. The one you truly loved all this time has always been Sandra." She turned and walked out, the hem of her dress sweeping a chill draft in her wake. Just as Wesley was about to chase after her, Zachary intercepted him, blocking his way.

he said to himself as he watched Wrenn sit in front of him. They now faced each other while staring blankly at front. After a second, both their pamphlets shine that catch their attention. "Ehem, ehem!" someone spoke from the speaker. "Raia Yuan and Wren Vincen...Team E and H are both in your hands..." the guy from the speaker said while both of them are putting headphones on their ears.

In Abigail’s heart of hearts, she already knows, she has a special admiration for Debbie since the day they met. Abby hasn’t forgotten the days she felt the special connection, though it may not mean anything to Debbie but mere thoughtless words. She can vividly recall; it was their first meet up, as Debbie whispers to her ears and said, “I prayed for you when you’re sick.” Abigail was puzzle when Debbie did know she was sick; in fact, she was not ill during that time. It remains a mystery to Abby why did Debbie whisper those words. It was a sweet melody that touches her soul.

he whispers and then kisses me. . c.m. louden

I whisper. “I love you,”

I whispered to her She smiled into my neck whispering in tune "It'd be strange if you never knew that I loved you. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do, for you. You're the first thing I want to see, you're where I want to be. I think it's strange you never knew, the things I'd do for you. I know it is true, I'll always love you."

Asher whispered softly. A single flash... A moment frozen by forgiveness, by time and by love.