Fake Girlfriend Voice Novels & Stories

“Just 5 hours. But before your husband comes here, here’s a message just for you.” He brought out his phone and made a few clicks before reaching it out to me. I did not know what it was for but definitely, it felt something bad. “I hope you are prepared to face the consequences of marrying Alexander Ryso, you vile of a woman,” says a person with a weird voice coming from the other side of the phone. For sure, that high-pitched voice that almost sounded like a squirrel choking on its own was a fake one. It seemed to be altered just to hide the identity of this person talking to me. I looked at the masked guy as he stared back at me with his dark eyes.

Cable was still laughing . "so my cat now tell me do you agree" "stop calling me that and tell the details first " "first don't think that I am telling you to be my girlfriend because I fell in love with you oh no never.... It is because I love someone and it is to make her jealous and I chose you to be my fake girlfriend because you are not like fame hungry girls... " "Are you talking about the famous model who recently left you for the famous singer mark. What was her name hmm oh yes Allena? "

angry dialogue that she repeated many times because she felt her voice wasn't strong enough. Wenny just smiled at the behavior of her friend who seemed serious about practicing his vocals to deepen her role. Not wanting to be outdone, Wenny the witch also started reading the dialogue. "Khi..khi..khi.. Beautiful girl Cinderpunzel! Come here, girl! Grandma has very nice shoes for you to try on!" Wenny changed her voice to an old lady and it sounded very scary. Ilona looked back at her friend and laughed. "Wen, you're fit to be a witch!" she teased.

Sebastian muttered. Detective Rodriguez continued. “Mr. Chen also admitted to creating the fabricated audio that was leaked to the tabloids. Ms. Whitmore paid a voice actress five thousand dollars to record the female voice, and used AI software to alter a real recording of your voice, Mr. Vale, from a public speech.” “That's illegal,” Elara said quietly.

As I am about to speak, I hear a voice I recognise behind me. “Aimee, I don’t know you guys covered hospital news now”, Kyle says, and I roll my eyes and turn around looking at him. “Hi Kyle, I’m not here for work”, I say, and he frowns as I turn my attention back to the secretary. “I am his son's girlfriend”, I say, crossing all the fingers and toes that I can, hoping that she will believe my lie. Well, technically it’s not a lie, or is it? What are we? We are not even engaged yet, “I’m a friend of the family”, I say straight after, and she frowns, asking my name again.

*** Xander I connected Jack's phone to my laptop, a crucial step in our elaborate ruse. Previously, not only had we jammed the radio communications, but we had also recorded them before initiating the jamming. Using these recordings, I had created a convincing imitation of Jack's voice with an AI voice cloning tool. This meticulous preparation was why I hadn't picked up the last two calls – the voice cloning wasn't ready. Only now, with a perfect mimicry of Jack's voice and manner of speaking, did I feel confident to use it.

Keep dreaming. Then she turned to the crowd, voice raised. "Did you know? This guy's completely useless. Two years together, and he didn't even dare touch me." The room burst out laughing. The live chat went feral. [This fake's not just fake—he probably can't even get it up.] [Philip, hurry it up. Get to the next part. Strip him and check if it's real.] [Not gonna lie, the fake's got a decent face. Send him my way, I'll have some fun.]

I grabbed one of the girls and asked. Someone handed me a phone. "Take a look." I tremblingly opened the video on the screen. The person in the video was hidden behind an AI-generated cartoon avatar, and the voice had been altered, making it impossible to determine if it was a man or a woman. "Guys, I just got some juicy gossip. A girl from Silver Moon University is dating two guys at the same time, one of whom is a sports star we all know. As for the other guy..." Suddenly, the video exploded with special effects. "The other guy is her teacher!"

Silence swallowed the room. Another clip played. “I’m only marrying him for his family’s position,” my voice sneered from the speaker. “Once I get what I need... I’m leaving.” The video stopped. I stared at the black phone screen, my face turning ghostly pale. My blood ran cold, freezing in my veins. It was my face. My hair. My smile. AI deep-fake. My brain screamed the words, but my vocal cords were frozen shut. They had mapped my face and synthesized my voice.

“This online friend you keep mentioning… sounds like he really sees the real you. I wish real life felt that easy.” I froze, heart racing. “How do you know about my chats?” He smiled faintly, eyes lingering on my mouth. “Lucky guess. Get some rest. Tomorrow we start this thing for real.” My phone buzzed with one last message. MidnightMVP: Whatever hits tomorrow, I’ve got you. But tell me… what if this fake dating with the captain turns into something that feels way too real and you can’t walk away? What if it does?