Whispers Of The Heart Book Novels & Stories

Then I heard it, whispers as if someone was talking but it wasn't coming from one direction, it was coming from everywhere around me. “I love you, you know there's nothing I can do about that. I didn't want this, it had to happen" the first whisper came and I froze. What was happening right now? “We waited for the right time to do this and I don't regret it. You can't do it with him. You can't betray our love so” another whisper. I was listening hard for the second one but nothing came, the whisper dried out as if the person had been walking away, "We have to make-” and that was it.

And ever since— the whispers had not stopped. He abandoned you. The voice slithered softly through her mind. Elena shut her eyes tightly. Another whisper followed immediately. “He always leaves eventually.” The candles inside the room flickered violently. Elena pressed trembling fingers against her temples. “Stop.” But the whispers only laughed. Cruel. Ancient. Hungry. By the fireplace shadows suddenly twisted unnaturally against the walls. Elena’s breathing quickened. The room temperature dropped sharply. Then— a child’s voice whispered directly beside her ear.

I lock the door behind me, leaning on it as I take a ragged breath. She’s asleep, her ECG monitor beeping quietly with each steady heartbeat it reads. I let my breath out slowly, willing my heart to stop pounding, and begin to wonder if I overreacted. I couldn’t see shit, for one. Not in the storm. Not in the dark. Not against the tangled cypress trees and overgrown vines that choke the tree line. I’m also tired, my eyes strained from looking at the faded text of a slutty Regency romance book from the early nineties all night.

Authors note This chapter contains mature content. Sebastian captured Isabella’s lower lip between his own, sucking and gently biting as though he wanted to savor every taste. Isabella froze, utterly stunned. Her eyes widened, almost as if they might roll out of their sockets, while her hands hovered uncertainly in the air and it was caught between pushing him away or surrendering to the kiss. A single minute stretched into eternity as her thoughts raced while her heartbeat pounded so fiercely that she could hear the thrum in her own ears.

Something that ignited a fire within me. "Who are you, Heather?" I whispered, my voice barely audible. "What are you doing to my heart?"

I forbid you to see her. —If it is for me, there is a person who is doing all this. You have to let me see her, give me some time and I'll solve everything with Pedro, please. After saying this I started to cry. —Can't you see the damage she is doing to you? I have never seen you like this, son. —Because this is the first time I love like this and you are not able to understand me. PART OF THE BOOK FROM EVA'S POINT OF VIEW.

The quiet that followed was heavy and thick with the scent of their passion. The storm outside had slowed to a soft, rhythmic patter against the glass, and the fire in the hearth had burned down to glowing red embers, casting long, warm shadows across the bedroom. Victor lay flat on his back, his massive chest heaving as he stared up at the dark ceiling, his skin gleaming with sweat. His heart was still hammering against his ribs, but the wild, chaotic storm that had ruled his mind for months had finally settled into a profound, terrifying peace. Beside him, Serena lay curled on her side, her face flushed and her breathing soft as she watched him. The ruined midnight-blue dress and his torn

“ Meara!” The whispers started again, soft but notable. I tensed, my eyes snapping open. I scanned the field, but there was no one in sight. The sound seemed to come from the tree itself, from the rustling of its leaves. I pressed my palms against the rough bark and closed my eyes, focusing on the whispers. " Come... find... me..." The words were faint but distinct. My heart raced. Was I losing my mind, or was there something more to these whispers? I stood up, brushing the dirt off my jeans, and took a few steps back. The whispers grew louder, more insistent.