“His voice, when it came, was very soft, almost a whisper. "I wouldn've thought you'd've figured that out by now.”

“Why?” I whispered. “Why do you hang around? You and Ash could’ve diedtoday.”Puck’s heartbeat sped up under my fingers. His voice, when it came, wasvery soft, almost a whisper. “I would’ve thought you’d’ve figured that out by now.”~`~`~`~Puck loves me, it whispered, thrilled. He’s in love with me. I knew it. I knew it all along.“You’re kind of blind, you know?” Puck whispered, smiling to soften hiswords. “I wouldn't defy Oberon for just anyone. But, for you…” He leaned forward, touching his forehead to mine. “I’d come back from the dead for you.”

“Will you stay with me ” she asked. Her voice was the thinnest whisper almost canceled out by a low groan of thunder.... Forever ” he whispered back. The sweet sound of his voice filled her up.”

“In my head I hear a whisper, or rather the memory of a whisper. The familiar voice is soft, and it warms me from the inside out as it murmurs a name: Charlotte.”

“Last night, I thought we were going to begin.”“Begin what?”She let out a soft sigh and said, “You know, begin”His voice held a smile when he replied, “We did, Abby. Couldn’t you tell?”She pulled his pillow to her chest and whispered, “Not really.”“Then you weren’t paying much attention” he muttered.”

“But who ever heeds the voice of reason when love whispers, softly persuasive, in the other ear?”