Insanity Vocaloid Novels & Stories

You idiot! A frantic Xzavier, who had just shoved his wallet and car keys into a pocket in his pajama pants, stepped back in horror as he stared into his girlfriend's bright green unnaturally glowing eyes. All he saw in them was a deep hunger. Right before his eyes, Xzavier’s girlfriends shorts and underwear were torn into pieces as her legs morphed together into a long, slimy, dark blue fish tail. The baby started to cry even harder once Xzavier’s girlfriend started crawling towards him and the infant's crib. Xzavier drank in his girlfriend's new monstrous features; a maw full of sharp, dagger-like, teeth, gills on top of her collar bones showing through her wet tank-top, her tail, and long

At the moment ruled by insanity, he was the object of my lust. I lick his bottom lip as I wrap my legs around his hips, Nayel immediately grabs the back of my thighs and picks me up so he didn't have to bend his knees anymore, we were eye to eye level making the kiss more convenient. I push my legs around his ass causing him to groan. My skirt had ridden up and Nayel's warm hands were roaming my thighs driving me insane. He slides one of his hands under the hem of my skirt, touching my inner thigh.

Noah looked back and saw the first two glare at Noah as they flew and he stuck his tongue out at them then went back to following Venux. Venux looked ahead and stared at Venux a bit. She was beautiful, with long pale violet faded white hair, a pale purple dress with white lace on the trims, the sleeves were more of cups just sticking to her skin and revealing her shoulders, bright golden halo, and lace that followed her everywhere for protection. Venux wasn't only gorgeous and pretty but she was also kind-hearted and sweet, and that's why Noah liked having a friend like her.

Incognito II The creature was in the figure of a man, but his features were strikingly different. He stood tall, around six feet, with a muscular build that exuded both power and grace. His skin had a subtle, dusky tone, and his eyes were a piercing, ice-blue that seemed to glow with an inner light. His hair, thick and raven-black, framed a face that was both rugged and handsome, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline.

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

◇NO POV◇ in a dark room a girl sitting in the middle of the bed with a unbearable pain in her heart she wanted to cry untill her heart feels ease she wants to shout to express her pain but God taken her voice and tears away from her that girl is none other than viranica roy the charming girl is no more the fearless lioness is now living dead the voice which can soothe any pain became dumb now the shine in her eyes dead the soul in her buried by the name of emotions burden she is suffering with psychogenic voice disorder due to trauma she lost her voice she forgotten to laugh or cry due to Familial Dysautonomia (FD), or Riley-Day Syndrome the over dosage of pain made her like that doctors sai

Another wolf rogue shouts. “Go back to the camp. Tell Nial and Teresa what happened.” I order. “What are you going to do?” Jasper asks. “I’m going fishing,” I smirk. That’s where I find myself now, watching Juniper shift into her Siren and sing. Her voice is like one of those Human Realm singers, like Janis Joplin or Joan Jett. Deep, rich, and with a bit of a raspy quality to it. Then I hear her giggle, watching the water around her. It must have been doing something amusing since she was singing. I take a step from behind the bush I was hiding in, thankful for the scent blocker that Beatrix had created. But the damn twig I had stepped on gave me away. Her head snaps in my direction and her

"I… I did it on a whim. But you have to understand my reasons for doing so, Cole. She ruined the reality show that I had been working on for the past five years. It's reasonable for me to be upset…" Cole's heart had just started to soften when he received a call from his assistant. "Someone just reported Ms. Jackman's reality show. They claimed that the mental hospital was abusing Mrs. Foster. They also want to blacklist Ms. Jackman from the industry." "What?" Cole exclaimed, staring at Natalie in disbelief. "Didn't you tell me that everything was just an act for the reality show? Why were they actually abusing Joanna?" The color drained from Natalie's face. She didn't say a single word.

I select a recent audio file and play a snippet of Mabel's voice into the console microphone. "Calibrate to this vocal profile," I instruct. Instantly, the AI's response comes back through the speakers. It perfectly matches Mabel's sweet, familiar cadence: "Profile updated, Trinity. Would you like to log the reason for selecting this specific voice sample?" "That's my cousin, Mabel," I say. "Now, we're changing your system name, too." "Understood, Trinity," the AI says in Mabel's voice. "Would you like me to select a name from the registry?"

“It’s old, but I found it yesterday. I think you’re gonna like it.” Silvia played it and gawked. Vector was just perfect. It was a guitar ballad, sang in English by Maaya Sakamoto, their favorite Japanese voice actress/singer since they were kids. Easy rhythm, her sweet voice, romantic lyrics. And while she replayed it, the images just popped up in her head. Absolutely. From that moment on, she started planning the clip itself. And she was surprised that, for once, her wild imagination stuck to scenes she could actually shoot.