Daria Voices Novels & Stories

she summarized, "but not so much like you that Damien might recognize the resemblance if he sees me." "Exactly. The wig and contacts should help—you'll have brown hair and green eyes instead of your natural blonde and blue. And you're a few inches shorter than me, but we can compensate with heels." "What about my voice? I can't exactly sound like you." "Miss Andy has only spoken to Darius once in person. If your voice is slightly different, we can chalk it up to nerves or a cold or something. As long as you maintain the professional demeanor and use the talking points I give you, it should work."

The voice is distant and muffled like it is coming from the other side of a thick wall. But that voice… I know that voice. Liam. That’s Liam’s voice. “Please Daisy, come back to me. Please.” The sound of his broken voice is so painful to hear but I reach for it, trying to follow his voice back to wherever my body is. However, I still can’t move or find my way out of this endless white nothing. “Wake up!” That’s Ria’s voice now. “Come on Daisy!” I recognize Gigi’s voice next. “You have to fight this!”

Omi moved a chair opposite her mother’s and bade Ilyria sit there. Daria Agrio’s eyes flickered. A light came back into them and she gasped as though fighting her way up to the surface from drowning. “Is he gone?” she asked Omi and when Omi nodded, she slumped back in the chair. “I cannot … I cannot …” she struggled to find the words, “Mother,” said Ilyria. Her mother seemed to see her for the first time though she sat directly opposite her. Her mother put her hand to her mouth and—to Ilyria’s shock—her eyes filled with tears.

moon eyes said weakly from couch, when she saw them “Thorne Varkul,” Kieran said under his breath. “Well, I now goes by the name Darius,” We turned to the voice, Lina pulled me to her back. Darius. “What do you want?,”

Daria’s POV I woke up screaming. My body convulsed as another wave of pain tore through me. The bond, cracked and bleeding inside my chest, throbbed with an agony that had no end. Every breath felt like swallowing glass. “Daria, please. You need to drink something.” Mira’s voice was gentle but desperate.

Sebastian, smitten with Raya, asked Darla to let him pretend to be her father, and Darla agreed. After a brief hiatus, Darla returned to work at the café, despite Sebastian's concerns. There, she met an employee from a voiceover and advertising company who praised her work and offered a tour of their office. Encouraged by Sebastian and her parents to pursue her dreams, Darla visited the office and was immediately offered a job as a voiceover artist for a new product targeting women who had recently given birth.

He pleads his voice hoarse. “Try again, Darius” She commands as she placed him at the entrance of her opening.. "Darius, Darius. You know the magic words, just say the words and we'll both be relieved"She whispers yet again in his ears... “Christ you're a fucking wildcat! Fine,”He rasp out in anger and frustration...

He pleads his voice hoarse. “Try again, Darius” She commands as she placed him at the entrance of her opening.. "Darius, Darius. You know the magic words, just say the words and we'll both be relieved"She whispers yet again in his ears... “Christ you're a fucking wildcat! Fine,”He rasp out in anger and frustration...

But Daria doesn't sound judging. No, this woman has a lovely voice. I could record it and listen to it every day when the skies are gray. I'm confident her cherry tone would make those heavy days easier to bear. "Thank you." A shy smile spreads over my lips. I've always been an introvert and shied away from people. Trusting a person isn't easy for me, especially when those closest to me gaze at me with so much disappointment, but Daria inspires me to talk. "I'm trying, even though I'm taking mini-steps. Right now, I'm attempting to get into acting, seeing it's the only profession where good looks might get you far without you having a proper education."

she said snuggling closer, and suddenly she got a smile of Nicholas on Daria and immediately she remembered why she was there. “Come on, come on” she said pulling away, “I need you dressed and ready, I am front you from this bondage” she said imitating a knight in shining armor holding her head high. Daria laughed at her mimic, “oh yes my dear knight whisk me away” Daria replied playing along. “But oh knight how do we get past my dad's surveillance, he won't let me leave” Daria pouted. “Aha!” Elena got up and stood erect posing as though she had a flying cape.