Whispers Of Death Novels & Stories

It’s been days and I haven’t left the house or answered my phone, it’s been days and I haven’t moved and inch from the spot in sitting in, I've been sitting in the same potion with my back to the wall facing the bedroom door as if at any second they’ll come crashing in and drag me to hell for what I've done to them. “Christopher” echo’s around me bouncing off the white walls around me “CHRISSSS”comes the hissing sound of another voice as it calls out to me, I know their not here I buried them, I watched their blood stain my hands, I watched their eyes and the life they held faded away. I watched as I covered them with dirt as I stood over them watching them disappear with every shovel full o

Natigil ako sa aking pag-iisip tungkol sa kung ano ang maaari kong maging buhay pagdating ko doon dahil sa muling pagsigaw ng kondoktor na nakapagpaangat ng aking tingin patungong harapan at umagaw sa aking atensiyon. "Pasok na pasok! Aalis na tayo! Tapos na ba lahat?! Kompleto na ba tayo?! Kung kompleto na ay isasara ko na ang pinto ng makaalis na!" Malakas na sigaw na naman nang konduktor na may kasama pang paghampas ng kanyang mga kamay sa bubong sanhi ng maingay na pagtunog no'n.

Without her realizing it, her long-buried grievances seemed to be easing away. Her eyes turned watery. The lyrics were a bunch of simple and straightforward words, yet she found herself completely absorbed in them. "Whisper of the Silence." Danise smiled. "Lovely song, isn't it?" "Whisper... of the Silence?" A glimmer appeared in her lifeless gaze. "Such a beautiful name. Is this your latest work?" "How I wish. It's Kyle." Staring into her eyes, he continued, "He composed it with hopes that it could reach the ears of somebody he misses."

"Kristin answer me!" Made...lyn.... You...kil..lled..mmme... The whisper grows higher and higher as we walk longer and longer. My muscles stained, I blink less. I try to concentrate but hard to focus my body going weaker I collapse the entire vision in front of me darkened. Madelyn..nn... Yoouuu...kill..lled...mme... The whispers were the last thing that I could hear before I go into the deep darkness of unconsciousness.

The moment she heard what Kurt whispered in her ear, her heart suddenly started to beat faster and faster. She got scared and nervous as she didn’t understand a thing that was happening at the moment, everything was moving so fast. She didn’t see the man get punched earlier, next thing she knew, he was just on the ground.

One devastatingly sorrowful howl. It sounded like whoever made the noise was mortally wounded, heartbroken even. I hoped beyond hope that it wasn't a sign of Pip's demise and was almost relieved when I heard another second howl, the sound completely different from the first. It went on like that, another and another joining until there were so many I could no longer distinguish between them. The sound sent chills down my spine and filled my heart with sorrow. I knew what it meant. I could feel their pain in the wind. One of them was dead, and they were mourning the loss. I didn't know what to think. All I could do was pray that I could sense Pip, but there was still nothing. The nothingness

Darkness swallowed Sophia whole. For a moment, there was nothing but a suffocating silence, a void that held her suspended between life and death. Then, all at once, everything crashed back into her senses—cold, rushing water, a fierce current pulling her under, and the frantic pounding of her heart that thundered in her ears.

She pulled me out of the car and led me down a winding path until we arrived at a graveyard. My eyes widen in shock. It was Mrs. Lewis's grave. Trevis had sold some of his belongings to afford this burial plot when Mrs. Lewis tragically passed away. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my knees, and I found myself kneeling in front of the grave. Lucy firmly held me down, preventing me from standing up, and shouted, "Mrs. Lewis died because of you! Trevis took you in, cared for you, and you harbour such disgusting intentions towards him!"

Whispers float into my ear, and I turn not seeing anyone. "Asher?" Zyra taps me. I could have sworn I heard someone whispering in my ear. Why do I feel like I need to protect everyone from me? Like I'm going to get them hurt? I turn back and face Ravenna, she smiles and giggles. The whispering starts again, getting louder; it sounds like chanting, like it's saying death and kill them. I shake my head and close my eyes. Images flood through of Ravenna dead on my lap.

I could feel the weight of the Underworld's history bearing down on me, the countless souls who had passed through this place. Suddenly, I heard a faint whispering in my ear. "Ruth, be careful. The spirits of the dead are not to be trifled with." I spun around, but there was no one there. The whisper seemed to come from all around me, echoing off the walls. I shivered, despite myself. I knew I had to keep moving. I walked, the whispering grew louder, more urgent. I could feel the presence of the dead all around me, their eyes upon me.