Dialogue Words For Said Novels & Stories

I ask. This time— The answer comes. Not as a feeling. Not as a vague impression. Something clearer. Not words. But meaning. You came back. I freeze. The connection trembles. “Elara?” Adrian’s voice cuts through. “What just happened?” “It… spoke,” I say. Silence. Then— “No,” he says. “Yes.” “No,” he repeats. “We are not doing that again.” “It is not like before,” I say quickly. “How?” “It is clearer.”

Her words come out of the speaker, making my cutie's body freeze. Her eyes turned to me in shock, waiting for my answer. I didn't look at her and replied "Tell him to come in". Note: I*******m: Hanna_swetha_author.( For more information)

Speaking in parables was one of his hobbies, and it was something I didn't like right from when I met him. "What are you saying? You were just speaking about the rose, and now you've switched to some other topic which is very improper, and I don't even know the meaning of your words. So if you could elaborate on your words, it would be better for me to understand." I laid my head on the swing seat, curling up my legs like a little girl. "Let the sleeping dogs lie.”

I continued. “You’re right” “Can you stop agreeing to all my words? You know i’m serious” I said as we walked through the corridors and slowly out of the exits. “I am, too” He juggled his keys in his hands as we sighted his jeep. “I am, too” He echoed his words, this time after clearing his throat. *

“Sαshα?” She wαs crying. “Sαshα‚” I sαid quickly. “Whαt hαppened?” She couldn’t stop crying. “Sαshα‚” I pressed. “Tαlk to me pleαse .” “It’s… it’s…” she sobbed. And the next word she sαid shocked the hell outtα me.

I tеаѕеd, knowing mу wоrdѕ would have thе рrесіѕе effect. A grіn spread асrоѕѕ hіѕ face. “Ahh, so уоu like whаt I саn dо?” “Of соurѕе, уоu undо mе іn so mаnу wауѕ. Yоur wоrdѕ, your touch, this mоuth should соmе wіth a wаrnіng.”

I said. "‍D‌i‌d what?"‍ he‍ s‌a‍id, e‌ye‍s on h‍is phone. "Said tha‍t," I⁠ said. ‍"I stated a p‌reference," he‍ said. "That's allowed." "It's allowed," I sa‍id. "It's ju‍st not very you."

2 His eyes furrowed this time, causing my nerves to skyrocket. 16 Did I do something wrong? Did he not want me to speak? I thought that earlier he said that I could! 23 "Don't call me that when we're in here." He mumbled. 312 I stumbled for words. 1 "W-what would you prefer, ma-" I quickly bit my lip, preventing me from finishing that word. 78 His eyes shifted upward in thought for a few moments in thought. 3 "Nico." He said. 2.7K I mouthed the name after he spoke it.

It annoyed me so badly. "Why?" I muttered as he looked at me. "What's wrong with you guys? And why are you just fond of that particular word? Or do you guys just not know what to say whenever you see me?" he said as I laughed. "No, I am not Sophia. I am not speechless. I have the right words for you." I gave him a nonchalant stare.

Sofia said bitterly with tears clouding in her eyes. Mr. David stood motionless his gaze fixated on his little bunny. He was surprised and dumbfounded. How could his little bunny talk back at him like that? He thought to himself. Sofia realized that what she had said had hurt her father’s emotions and she only said it out of frustration and anger. “Pa, I.. I.. didn't mean...” Sofia stuttered moving towards her father and trying to hold his hands. “No..No, you see this conversation bunny?”