Romans & histoires I Hear Your Voice Drama

Was I in my head? The place seemed to echo as drips of water sounded from somewhere faraway, and then I heard someone call in my own voice. “Keira! Can you hear me? Are you there? Surrender!”

“Something crazy happened earlier today. It was strange as hell, for real.” Idara instantly gritted her teeth with sheer disgust. Why must he always ruin the moment? Just why?! Argh! “Mumu, did you even hear what I said?” “Yeah, I did.” Idara confirmed softly. “Continue.” “Okay. So I was driving and listening to my car radio in the morning when this interesting chick called in on the show.” Yomi explained carefully. “There was something oddly familiar about her voice. The way she talked, laughed and joked sounded just like you, Dara.”

I don't even remember when it happened but I'm sure we were happy and this day was very memorable for both of us. Even though I haven't seen and been with him for three years, my view of him hasn't changed even though I've lost my memory. I suddenly fell silent when I heard that voice. I couldn't even move my hand or my mouth. That voice, the voice that everyone is obsessed with, the voice that is as cold as ice, and the voice that makes my heart beat faster. The owner of that voice was none other than Sebastian. I slowly looked up and looked in the direction where the voice was coming from. I'm not wrong, he is.

“Amelia can you hear me?" Emily's voice came through in Ivy's head. "Ouch, what the fuck?" Ivy screamed as she stepped out of the pack house. "It's Emily, Amy please tell me if you can hear me." Emily said. Ivy stood there, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to make sense of the mysterious voice echoing in her head. Confusion and fear clouded her thoughts, but a spark of recognition ignited within her when Emily's name was mentioned. But why was she hearing Emily's voice inside her head? And what did she mean by asking if she could hear her?

A loudspeaker screeched in my ears causing me to wince and cover my ears. “Sweetheart, its mom. I know your scared, but I wanted to say we are here with you and Jacob he is in the next room over from yours. These are the rooms we use for changing”. I could hear mom over the speaker. But changing rooms. I don’t understand. All I had was a bad headache. I sat up more and I gave a puzzled look to try to convey to her that I was confused. “Ok I know your confused but so are we, part of the changing process starts with the enhancement of our hearing and our sight. It usually happens with a mild headache. I don’t know why it crippled you and Jacob so bad”. I was listening to her.

I hear this words and I’m confused immediately. That voice is Ferry’s voice, I..I.. don’t understand what is going on. Is she referring to Diana? Ava? Or fucking who??

Everything was going wrong and Ian was afraid of losing hope when he thought he heard a voice whispering "Over here, help me", but the barking of the dogs prevented him from knowing where the whisper was coming from. -Quiet, everyone," shouted Ian. “Is there a problem, sir?” “I said silence, I thought I heard someone.” For a brief moment, no one spoke, only the sound of running water when suddenly “Ian? Can anyone hear me?” The voice was weak and shaky, but Ian could recognize it a mile away. It was Eden’s voice. His omega was still there, his Eden was alive.

I suddenly found myself able to hear the thoughts of Chase Ziegler, my aloof housemate. Oddly enough, it happened after my shower, while I was still shirtless. Since we were both men, I didn't bother hiding anything or shying away. All I did was wrap a towel around my waist. The water droplets that I hadn't wiped from my chest slowly trickled down my abs… Unexpectedly, I heard Chase's voice. "Damn, I want to touch those abs. Oh, and his buns are so perky."

And then… I heard him. Dream’s voice, low and soft, threaded with disbelief, pain, and something raw that made my chest clench. He stepped into the room, though whether he was stepping through reality or one of the flickering fragments, I couldn’t tell. His eyes locked on me, unwavering, shimmering with unspoken emotion. He had heard the system. Heard the last part. Heard the impossible choice laid bare in the cold, unfeeling tones of digital inevitability. “Forget me? Gloss?”

a mind link from her opens up, and I hear from her voice something isn't right. "where are you?" I ask and get worried about whatever she has found