Ben Can You Hear Me Novels & Stories

Douglas rushes over and grabs my shoulders, a hint of a smile on his lips, “sweetie, Bethany, you can hear the voice too?” “It keeps asking for bacon,” I sniff, wiping my nose with my hand, “it won’t go away.” I watch in surprise as Douglas sinks to his knees and places his hands gently on my bump, “hey little man in there, do you want bacon?” 'Bacon? Pweeeese? Gimmee bacon! ' I gasp and gawp as Douglas grins at me, “he’s talking to us!” “Never in my life…” I hear a gasp and look up to see Douglas’s dad staring at us dumbfounded, “you can hear the foetus?”

I didn't even follow him to the door. I took a deep breath and called Ben, telling him what had happened. Initially he just listened, not reacting, not saying a word. When I finished, I could only hear his breathing on the other end of the line, wishing so much that he was by my side, supporting me, with his arms around me, telling me that everything was going to be okay. - Did you hear me, Ben? - Every word, Babi. - And... Don't you have anything to say?

He turned off the recorder and kept reviewing his documents while listening to the background noise transmitted from the listening grain. ‘Maybe we can have breakfast together’ Ben picked up the phone and dialed Mrs Bentley as the thought crossed his mind “I will call when I am ready for breakfast” “Ok” Ben worked in silence till he was disturbed by the humming from the earpiece. ‘This was not Dana’s voice’ he kept listening without paying attention The humming was accompanied by the sounds of pots clanging, stirring, cracking, whooshing, crackling…and so on…. Ben picked up is phone and dialed again “I want bacon and scrambled eggs for breakfast”

She was just seconds away from death and there was nothing she could do about it. “ You know...” Beast started and tilted his head a little. “ They can't hear you even if they want to. ” Whispering in her ear, he took a whiff of her scent and sighed out. What did he mean by that? Did he kille- “ I didn't kill them yet! ” He breathed out in her ear, before she could even think about it. Then why can't they hear her? Ana thought, dreading that they really won't be able to hear her.

He seems to be the one that wants to touch me more but I also know Angus is holding himself back, for what I haven't worked out yet but it wont be good for me once he does. Every now and then I get a little whisper of a voice, occasionally it sounds like either Phoenix or Sebastian, then Patrick or Ethan but mostly I hear Dominic and Caleb. The others say to stay strong that they will find me, that they will not give up, but Dom and Caleb they are more personal and I end up crying every time I manage to hear them. Like now as I'm sitting quietly watching a movie I hear him, so I listen carefully, I want to hear his voice

In the rain-soaked night, his voice turned cold and sharp. "Hello? Yeah, it's me." The excitement in the voice on the other end was so loud I could hear it, even from where I stood. Ben just frowned slightly. "Yeah, I'm not dead. I don't even know where I am. Hold on. There's a woman in front of me. I'll ask her." He hung up and looked down at me. My heart began to race. But his tone was indifferent, his face expressionless. "Where is this? And who are you?"

Piper whispered beside me, her brow furrowed in concern. My gaze locked with Jasher's. 'So, you can hear me now, Bern?' No way. I can mind-link with Jasher?

His brain was blank, he had no memory whatsoever of how he ended up here or how this happened. He watched the Policeman check his breathing pulse then picked up his wireless phone, bringing it close to his mouth. “ This is Sergeant Mark, there has been a case of a hit and run on Right alley just a few kilometers from the second turning. Send an ambulance.” He informed then brought the phone down, putting it back in its original place. “ Let's see what you have on you, Mister.” Sergeant Mark whispered barely inaudible before searching his pockets for anything that could help contact his family.

But when he was about to take the phone from his ear, a voice echoed, cutting off the dialing sound. "I only want to hear important and good news because I am busy at the moment," said Brad the moment he picked up the call. Benji could hear a muffled voice and a woman's moan from the other side of the line, giving him an obvious idea of what Brad was busy about. The horny sound made his shaft bulge, knowing that he also had a beauty that was less than a hundred meters away to be devoured. His eyes wandered to the house as one of his hands touched his stuff over the pants.

“In private.” “Excuse me,” I said and walked away with Nevan, “What is the issue?” “I figured out a way to blackmail Mr Beckham,” Nevan said, “As far as we know there is one thing about Mr Beckham that isn’t public, he doesn’t attend public events because of it and even if he does, he has a lot of security and he is very fast.” I looked at Nevan with confusion, “What is that?” “He can’t hear perfectly fine, he uses a hearing aid, that's Mr Beckham’s weakne……”