I Can Peek Inside Every Place And Even Record It Novels & Stories

"Later, I will send someone to hide in a corner and secretly record it. I want him to secretly livestream for me to watch." "Okay." ***

With a soft click, the LED display lit up—showing a waveform pulsing bright blue. "This model has an automatic recording function," She said, her voice velvet-smooth, almost gentle. "It activates whenever someone within two meters raises their voice or uses aggressive language." Iris blinked. "What—what does that have to do with—" "Everything." Mirena stepped closer, her gaze cool enough to turn bone to ice. "You've just been recorded slandering me. Word for word." The color drained from Iris' face so fast it was almost theatrical. Mirena smiled, watching her squirm. "And since you're a public figure—an anchor at a national station, correct?—I wonder how your TV network would react if they r

"I've lied to you before. I know that. But I'm not lying now. Someone is trying to destroy us, and they're using every secret we have to do it." I looked down at the recorder. The red light blinked steadily, like a heartbeat. Then I noticed something I'd missed before. A small speaker grille on the side. It wasn't just recording. It was transmitting. "It's on," I whispered. "Someone's listening right now." Derick's face went white. He grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the door, but before we could move, the light on the recorder flickered. Then a voice came through, tinny and distorted.

Because that’s what will happen if he walks into the place they are keeping River. I walk into River’s bedroom and I change my clothes into a pair of ripped jeans and a t-shirt. This is definitely not my type of clothes but that’s all we have available at a short notice. I look at myself in the mirror and Gabe walks into the room. “Are you ready for this little bro?” - he asks passing me the device to install on my tooth. I know. Big technology. I chew the device carefully so it gets attached to my back tooth. “We will be able to hear everything “ - he says and I nod my head. I remember dad showing me this a few years ago. I thought it was genius but I never thought I would be the one using

She hinted, slyly. I raised an eyebrow. “And how is that?’’ “I can show you the wonders of my world, and possibly help you become the most advanced kingdom.” She rested her elbows on the table and looked at me, knowing she had caught my attention. “And how can you do that?” I asked, a tad incredulously. “My phone has the ability to look up anything, blueprints for fantastical machines. Facts about the weirdest things. Anything. And just wait until this place gets television!”

"Just give me something basic that won't be too much of a hassle." "Alright then." "I was also wondering if you have any accessories that I could purchase with it. I'm looking for something discreet. A small recorder, perhaps? I tend to forget a lot, and that might just help. Something that's not too noticable." I could sense the hesitation in her tone. "I'm not sure we have things like that, but I guess I can help you check the back." I nodded, my fingers drumming on the counter as I waited. After a moment, she returned with a small device that fit in the palm of my hand.

“You want my to provoke him to talk? That is a piece of an iceberg.” Leo gave her a pair of sleek, matte black glasses with a camera built into the lens. “Press this button when you get there,” he instructed. “It records to a secure server. No one can wipe it remotely.” She put them on. “What if he sees through it?” “Then keep him talking,” I said. “Long enough to get something solid.” Blake was at a fancy downtown café when Lila found him. We had followed her in case Blake caught up with her.

He was no better than me. I tossed the phone onto the mattress and got off the bed. I walked over to the corner of the room, reaching into the ugly ceramic flower vase on the table. My fingers brushed the hard plastic casing, and I pulled out the small black recorder. I pressed the stop button and smirked at the little device in my palm. Mirabelle's moans echoed. And mine too. It was enchanting. My body reacted to the craze. Then I reached for the mini camera on the front of the vase. “You captured everything didn't you?”

I pull it out, my fingers trembling. It is a small, black device. A digital recorder. It is humming, a tiny, menacing red light flickering on the side. I stare at it, my blood turning to ice. I have been in this room for hours. I have cried here. I have spoken to myself. I have whispered my darkest, deepest fears. I take a deep breath, and I realize the light on the recorder isn't just blinking. It is transmitting. Someone has been listening to every single word. Every single sob. Every single plan. My father? The board? Liam?

Now, I was interested. " Did I something?" Ellie chuckled and scrolled through her phone, and I seized it from her to see what she was hiding, it was a sound recorder, and I played it. "Ohhh, I need you, Declan. Take me to the higher realm!" I moaned. Oh my world! Who would have thought? Someone dig a hole and let me enter in right now! I turned it off immediately as blush covered my cheeks and I found it hard to look at him. So, I was blurting my dreams out.