Block Blast Voice Novels & Stories

“You have always been nothing and you will forever be nothing.” The voices seemed to be coming from all around me in every direction as I swung the stick in my hand all around aiming for nothing in particular. “I am LiLY FUCKING BLAKE!” I scream out loud in frustration. “Come at me if you dare!” The voice lets out another round of laughter in every direction. “Look at the scared puppy, shaking in her boots.” “You are nothing like me!” The voice yells back. The sound is so loud and comes with a gust of wind that it forces me to bend over, drop the stick and cover my ears with my hands for fear of it being ruptured.

sent electric-like shocks throughout my whole body. I took a long hard gulp. "I, I wasn't there at your meeting. So I wouldn't know what you guys talked about, would I? And no, I don't think I am keeping any secrets from you Blake." I said as fast as I could utter out, without looking at him directly. "Bull shit, Selene." He yelled, running his right fist fiercely on top of the surface of the dresser, making the few things left there topple over. It caught me off guard making me flinch.

"Breckett. I need you both on the physical line. Every statue between me and the vestry door — hold them back. I don't need forever, I need ninety seconds." "What are you doing?" Breckett said. "Resonance blast. Wide-radius. It'll be loud." She paused. "Internally loud." "What does that mean?" "It means everyone who isn't me should probably be thinking about something very boring and very calm for the next ninety seconds or it's going to be an unpleasant experience." "Right," Breckett said, in the tone of a man adding this to a list of things he hadn't anticipated when he woke up yesterday. "Xander, left side?"

I whispered in a slur. "Die," A voice said and slammed a boulder to my head. "Bitch." the voice snarled. That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

Pulling out my phone, I tapped the screen and a recording played even though I could have guessed that Kaia already listened, if not she wouldn’t have been here. Crystal’s voice crackled through the speaker, sharp and filled with quiet malice: “Kaia is the problem. Once we can make a scandal that would shatter her from the inside and also make Blaze doubt her, there’s your chance to act. All you need to do is pull a block from the crumbling tower and watch it self-destroy. Blaze would be out fo the picture in no time when he sees her for the slut tahat she is.” Silence stretched between us as the recording ended.

GIVE ME BACK WHAT’S MINE! A blinding flash erupted outside the front window, followed instantly by a concussive **BOOM** that shook the cabin to its foundations. Winters’s propane trap. The thermal bloom on his scanner flared white-hot, then vanished. **<< Diversion. >>** Winters stated coldly. **<< He’s circling. >>**

She was amazed at the sight of such an old tree but her eyes soon turned to the figure that sat beneath it. The wind whispered through the trees as Oli listened to the silent song. He was alone but felt no fear as he took in the sounds of the forest. The chirping of birds, the whispering wind, and the babbling of a creek created a song known only to him. "The sound of the forest is beautiful isn't it?" A voice all to familiar asked. "Did my sister send you?" He asked, flicking his ears towards the elder fox. "No, I come on my own will." Elder Nora replied and Oli nodded.

She heard nures Caroline saying : "Take a deep breath dear... Nice and deep. That's right. Go on. You will feel ever so much better in a minute" Penny sniffed hard, desperately hard... In, in, in, sucking in the anesthetic as though her very life depended on it. 'Quickly, quickly. Let it put me out... Quickly so that this pain can't get any worse. Oh, God, let me lose consciousness... Quickly, quickly' "More, more, more....." she heard her own voice saying as from a great distance... Like a banshee, wailing.

It was impossible to say that there was no rage in his heart. Although he beat Huang Guang on the surface, he knew that those people would not say anything good behind his back. Just like you could block the crowd with your authority, you couldn't stop the mockery in others' hearts. Blake clenched his fists and his eyes darkened. His cell phone vibrated in his pocket. When he took it out and saw the caller ID, his face became colder. "Dad." "Are you still at the banquet?" Robert's rich and pure accent of North City came out from the other end of the line.

I shut the door behind me and instantly reached for my laptop, inserting the drive. A folder appeared—no label, no password. Just one file. Voice\_clip\_original.wav I double-clicked. The audio was clear. Crisp. Unedited. Voice one: “He still looks at him like he matters.” Voice two: “Once Eliot is out of the picture, Damian will crawl back to you.” I froze. It was them. I don't need someone to tell me before I knew it was Aaron and Blake's voice. They planned it. They wanted Eliot gone.