Ben Can You Hear Me Novels & Stories

I reach for my phone inside of my pocket. Turning the screen on, I scroll through my contacts and press my Beta’s number. I bring the phone to my ear and listen to the quiet rings, turning my attention back to my sleeping mother. I wonder what she thinks of the situation at hand. She's unconscious, yes, but it doesn't mean that she is not listening. People who have left coma say that they were able to hear other people while they were asleep. If you hearing me now, mom, I could really use your help.

I hadn't used it before but it could be handy now Bessie? Yes, Rose? Enhance my hearing, please? With pleasure. And suddenly, I could hear everything, even down to the batting of the wings of a fly outside the house. Which means I can hear everything Nate is saying. I guess even soundproof rooms don't work against wolf hearings. The sounds were overwhelming at first, probably because it's my first time using my super hearing but it all dulled down and I can focus on listening to Nate only. He was talking on the phone. And Ralph, I assume he's the one talking asks " what do you want us to do to him"

I feel pairs of eyes behind my neck. Is she watching me? Is she right behind me? Don’t be ridiculous. But, why does it feel like there is someone behind me? Slowly but surely, I turn my head backwards, trying to get a glimpse of the back of my office. Just when my chin touches my shoulder, the phone rings and I almost jump out of my skin. “Jesus Christ!” I mutter and slowly pick up the phone. Ben. “Hey Ben what’s up?” I ask, running my fingers through my hairs. Ben’s voice is husky and noiseless. He’s still like that. “Ummm… What about you? Are you busy right now?”

She can't hear what they are talking about but it seemed like it is something serious from Evan's expression. Bea's phone rang. "Hello, Anna?" "BEA!" Anna wailed on the other line. Bea puts her phone away from her ears because of her deafening voice. "What?" She asked, annoyed, but her face softened after hearing Anna on the other line. Anna doesn't usually call her, they're not that really close to doing so. Besides, they see each other almost every day since Anna lives on the floor, under Evan's condo. "Hey, what's wrong?"

My parents are music professors, and their university is always hosting these music salons and exchange events. But they never took me. After I graduated from college, I was desperate to see what it was like, so I begged my mother for a visitor's pass. She was busy helping my sister Ella fill out an application for one of those concerts, and she cut me off cold: "Everyone attending is a top-tier musician. You can't even read sheet music—walking in there, you'd just stick out like a sore thumb." A few days later, I stood in the freezing wind, listening to the applause rolling out from the auditorium. My sister stood at center stage, performing alongside a bunch of renowned musicians. That nig

“Come on, Harlow! Can you hear me?” Ben! That was Ben! I wanted to let him know I could hear him. I wanted to open my eyes or my mouth or something, but I couldn’t. If he was touching me, I couldn’t make that out either over the pain the rest of my body was in. “Leave her alone for a while. Let her rest.” That was Raven. I was sure of it. “No,” Ben said. “I’m not going anywhere. I know she can hear me.” “How do you know?” Brice’s voice was there, too.

I focused on the voice and tried to figure out who it was. “Baby, I am here. Mommy is here for you” was that my mom. Oh god: “Mom I am here can you hear me? MMMOOOOM” I shouted out loud but I only heard her crying. Seconds later, I heard my father's voice I didn’t hear what he said, my head started to bang loudly and his voice was lost. “AAAAHHHHH … what is going on? Where am I?” “HEEEEEY, can anyone hear me? anybody here?” I shouted louder

I stare at my phone screen, praying for signal. I’m a few feet from the giant oak when I hear a low, angry voice speaking hurriedly and urgently. I stop dead in my tracks, looking all around until I realize that it’s coming from behind the tree. It’s Ben. I can only make out a few words, but it’s enough to recognize his Canadian accent.

I took a deep breath, focusing on sending signals to her. "Clara? You there?" I asked which felt like echoing in the pit of darkness with a little shade of light. "Hey, dumb twin sister? Can you hear me?" I asked again, not giving up the hope to make this work. I didn't hear anything from her, clicking my tongue in annoyance. I thought our bond isn't unbreakable. How weak is it that she can't hear me? Maybe I need a better signal like how cellphones work. "Clara? My dumb idiotic twin siste-"

It showed everyone his well-developed body, most of them wondered how a fit kid like him never entered the fighter class or flight class and ended up in the support class. But no one dared to approach him and ask it to his face. Ben noted the stress on their faces, and he kept his distance from them for now. 'Can you hear me from here', Ben tried calling Oreo telepathically. 'Yeah, I can hear you, but it is not clear. I think this is the range, well this could be avoided if I am in your portal, so you don't have to worry about it.' replied Oreo. 'Yeah, that's true'.