I Can See Your Voice Haha Novels & Stories

He held my eyes for a long while then let out a dry laughter. “ Do you realize that you will only be on the losing end of this?.” He said with a smirk on his face. I hated that smile. That glow. That satisfaction he had. It made me want to dust it off him and watch him suffer and be sad to just like I am right now. “ Sign the fucking thing, Clinton.” I yelled, pain obvious in my voice and I hated it. Hated that he had to see me in this way. Hated that she had to see me like this too with that smile of achievement on her lips.

she said haughtily. "I was checking the financial news today and realized he looks exactly like the Fulton family's heir!" As she spoke, she shoved her phone in my face, almost hitting me in the nose with it as she showed me a photo.

" I tense at the sound of that all-too-familiar voice. my eyes snapping shut. Oh, great, can this day possibly get any worse?

'I know he is an annoying fucker, but just for now don't irritate him more. What the fuck? That sounds like Tate. I look to him. He didn’t move his lips, that seriously sounded like he was talking to me though. He smiles. ‘You aren’t going crazy Vi, it is the mind link I told you about. You can hear me in your head because I am linking you. If you think of me now, and think what you want to say, I should be able to hear you.’ I hear his voice again. I look to him. Woah. That is some crazy shit.

Holy shit, sure enough, Epicurus/Dieter is walking over in front of Grant and his lips are moving. I click through the buttons on the camera interface, and suddenly we can hear voices.

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"Are you deaf or what? Did you not hear what I said? Nancy is my fiancee. You think you have what it takes to fight me for her? Have a good look at yourself in the mirror." Then, Aaron wrapped his arm around my waist intimately. I could feel the warmth of his hand on my waist, and I blushed shyly.

Aayu is standing and I tell her to stay. "You are IKha !!! I am so happy to see you. I am a big fan." Iqra said. "Thanks." I smiled and said. "That's why you sound like IKha when you sing. I was thinking about how two people sound so similar. Now I know that no two people are one. Can I get an autograph please ??" She is behaving like a fangirl now. "Not only autographs, but you can take photographs also, Iqra." hahaha we both laugh.

But he doesn't respond, I don't think the idiot heard me. "Helloooo, Ivaaan" I say snapping my fingers infront if his face. He finally looks at me and slaps my hand away. "What are you looking for?" I say amused. "Nothing" he says. Okaaaayyy, I don't buy it, and like the nosey bastard I am I don't let it go. I pretend to scan the cafeteria too. "You have been distracted for a little while now actually" I say. "I have not" he denies.

Her father said and Eleven who was wide-eyed immediately covered her chest with both hands. “Why are you covering it in front of me? I'm your father, you should cover your breasts when you run in the rain. How many men have seen your boobs huh? It seems you don't feel embarrassed if other men see it. Are you happy to share?” Her father's words only made Eleven speechless, her eyes began to tremble and slowly tears flowed down her cheeks.