Whispers Of Willow Creek Novels & Stories

I whispered. "Do not lie to me," Silas said. "I have people who watch over my wife. I know everything. I only stayed quiet because Willow wanted to handle things herself. But do not think that you can trick me. Even if you were the last woman on earth, I would never look at you. You are nothing compared to Willow." I felt my face turning red. I was so angry and humiliated. "Willow is not who you think she is! She is a liar! She slept with a stranger six years ago! She is a woman with a dirty past! She is only using you for your money!"

Sweat and tears mixed on my cheeks, but I kept going. Crystal urged me on. "Left! Go left. there’s a drop ahead but it’s cover." I veered left, lungs on fire. The ground sloped sharply upward. My legs screamed. I pushed anyway, clawing at low branches to pull myself higher. The howls started then—deep, angry, shifting into wolf form. They were done playing human. I reached the top of the rise and my heart stopped. A dead end. The trees ended abruptly at the edge of a cliff. Below, a dark river churned white against rocks, the water roaring so loud it drowned out everything else. Moonlight glinted off the surface like broken glass.

​The forest didn’t offer silence; it offered secrets. For Julian and me, the wilderness was no longer a sanctuary but a cage of shadows. Every snapping twig sounded like a gunshot, and every rustle of leaves like the approach of the Organization’s hunters. We moved south, deeper into the forgotten heart of the valley, trying to outrun a past that had already been erased from our minds. ​Julian stopped suddenly, his hand clutching his temple. He hissed in pain, his knuckles turning white as he braced himself against an old pine.

I know for a fact that if I was truly settled and contented with what I have for the past centuries, I would have died by now. But I’m not dead, so my heart hasn’t reached it’ contentment. And while I don’t wish to see how it ends, there’s a longing curiosity inside of me that seeks to know what it is could sedate a monster like me. There was none, I thought. Until it happened. The black and white scene. Flashing an image of a school's playground with two people talking to each other. One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings.

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."

Beyond that, a place that had the features of eternal night resonated with otherworldly voices. ‘What are you playing?’ A voice resounded in my head and visibly I was the only one who saw and heard her. ‘Who do you want to deliver?’ My arms wrapped around me, freezing. ‘Any dark emotion, any conflict is like a song, scattered in the wind, a reverberation.’

Willow audibly shuddered. “Say my fucking name.” I whispered in her ear. Willow grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down so her mouth was next to my ear. “No.”

Never had I dreamed that it would come to this. Willow wants to give herself up to save Jessica and to help Xander. She also thinks she is hiding it from me. What she doesn’t realize is that Harmony communicates with Ghost the way that I wish she would communicate with me. I will not let her sacrifice herself. I don’t know how we will get out of this mess yet, but I will stop at nothing to keep her by my side. I have to find a way to keep her from making that mistake and to save Jessica or I risk losing them both.

"Bye, Miranda," Willow said to her friend as she adjusted her sweatshirt. Miranda looked up from her phone and nodded at her. "See you tomorrow, say hi to Evelyn for me," she said and Willow nodded before walking out of the changing room. The diner was now almost empty since it was already nighttime. Willow walked out of the diner and was now walking down the scanty street when she heard an oddly familiar whistle. Refusing to acknowledge it, she continued walking.

Once Willows paws have hit the ground I let her take over while I watch over her shoulder, ready to take back in case she decides to do something crazy. She runs for about an hour before I make her turn back towards the camp. We make it back to the tree where my clothes are before she takes off in a different direction. The lake comes into view and my heart beat increases. I am ready to take over when I see her going full speed and the water is quickly approaching. My heart beat picking up with fear as I get ready to jump into the driver seat but she breaks at the last possible second. She takes a few minutes to enjoy the beautiful scenery. The water creating a reflection of the trees and th