Happy Feet Voice Novels & Stories

I heard the voice that brought me back to reality and puzzled because the way the voice had said my name made me jump a little, then I realized it was Nanny McPhee’s voice. “What?” I asked, turning to look at her. “What were you thinking? I’ve been trying to talk to you.” Nanny McPhee answered. “Nothing. It’s just, I’m really tired. I’m sorry.” I apologized and she gave me a sweet smile. I turned to look at Connor whose eyes were already fixed on me and as if he had gotten a satisfying result, he smiled before looking back down at his food. “This Sexy son of a fun really thinks....” I was thinking when Nanny McPhee’s voice came again.

Everyone went quiet after he stopped introducing me, no one is going to pay for me now, no one wants to take me home now. "Do I have one hundred thousand?" the voice says. "Two hundred," a new voice says. "Five" someone else yells quickly. "Seven" another yell. "One million" a voice yells, what? "One and a half," a female voice says this time. "Two," the first voice says. "Three," the female says again, the first voice went quiet, I'm being sold for three million, I can't believe that the female sounded very happy about having me.

He asks with a sweet smile. I smile and hand him the other microphone before I scroll through the computer and pick a song. My mood lightens when I find the perfect song. Connor looks at me curiously and breaks out in laughter when he sees the song I chose, Creep by Radiohead. Connor quirks his lips and takes the microphone. The song starts, and our voices resonate across the room. All conversation stops instantly. I won’t pretend that Connor and I don’t sound amazing. Everyone was hypnotized. Connor and my voice blend together with his raspy, rocker sound and my rich, soulful voice. I try not to look at Priest as I belt out the lyrics. Connor leans in, pulling me close when we hit several h

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

Even though the others seemed to have convinced themselves it was some sort of hologram, someone out in the woods playing a prank on hikers perhaps, I knew there was more to it. It’s alive. Or was, long ago. I can feel it. “What do you mean, you heard my voice?” I say, trying to remember the sorrowful, sighing lament of the serpent that night. “That’s impossible.” “Seriously Ash,” Felix sighs. “You have a unique singing voice. I’ve never heard anything like it. Don’t tell me you don’t know what your own voice sounds like?” Now that I think about it, I’ve never actually heard my own singing voice, except while I’m actually singing. Maybe it’s like hearing a recording of your own voice – it ne

Luca said, his voice instantly changing into a completely calm, slightly bored tone. "Hi babes!" Sophia’s voice came loudly through the car speakers. She sounded totally different now—the angry, psycho girl from the motel hallway was completely gone, replaced by her usual sweet, fake, cheerful act. "Where exactly are you right now? I tried calling your phone a few minutes ago but it went straight to voicemail."

That would definitely be more effective than words. Just as Lindsay and Chad reached the door, the phone connected. Felix spoke first, "Hey, are you busy?" The moment Felix called her, Delilah understood what he needed immediately. Dreamscape's signature and distinctly recognizable voice came through, "I was just about to take a lunch break. What's up, Felix?" The voice struck like lightning, nailing Chad and Lindsay to the spot. Their heads turned back robotically as they stared at Felix with wide eyes. Being industry insiders, they were super familiar with Dreamscape's voice. Even this single sentence was enough to recognize her.

I was about to clap back with something properly sarcastic when the faint echo of running feet and an overly enthusiastic, high-pitched voice bounced off the hallway walls like a broken flute. Oh no. Please no. “BECKYYYYYYY!” Jimmy.

Felicia’s voice trembled, silently sending a message to fuckin’ stop in my tracks. “We can fix this, you know we can.” My voice was almost unrecognizable to my ears; it was hoarse with emotions, cracky on the outside. Felicia through her head backward, a loud burst of laughter rumbling from out of her chest, the kind that resonated deep from within. She looked back at me again, and sadness flashed through her eyes.

I cautioned her, feigning anger when inside my heart I was trying really hard to hide my joy and happiness of the fact that finally we would be saved. "Bunny! Bunny! Are you inside here? Answer me...please, tell me you are here?" The voice outside pleaded. I knew that voice, I would recognize that voice even when I am roughly woken up from a deep sleep and asked to say the name of the owner of the voice.