Lebron James Ai Voice Generator Novels & Stories

“I know you’re probably not thrilled about this. I get it. But I’m not the same guy I used to be.” “Oh?” I raised a brow. “You stopped sleeping with your father’s assistants and started blackmailing corporate execs instead?” His smile twitched. “I see you’ve been keeping tabs on me.” “No, James. That’s just the news.” Charles laughed too loud. “You kids. So fiery.” I forced another smile. I was getting good at that. Smiling when I wanted to scream. I sat through the appetizer. Picked at the main course. Made polite conversation about stocks and real estate and fake philanthropy. I let James talk about his startup—some crypto-funded AI project that would “revolutionize smart homes.” He used w

He pursed his lips and said, word for word, "You better stay away from my mommy, or else..." I interrupted him, "How do you think you would upgrade your mommy's research if it were you? Creaty is the most advanced AI in the world right now. Haven't you thought of upgrading it in conjunction with AR and VR?" Krish, clearly interested, lowered his head and thought about it.

With grad school entrance exams (GRE) looming, everyone was stressed out of their minds when Preston Lewis, the class heartthrob, announced that he'd secured a spot that let him skip the written exam entirely. He even promised he could get the same deal for everyone else. The whole class erupted in cheers and immediately launched into an excited debate over which universities they should choose. But something didn't seem right to me. I moved closer for a look and saw that the screen Preston was showing everyone was just an AI chatbot, Novi. I tried to warn them that Novi was only a chatbot, but my girlfriend, Carly Monroe, shoved me before I could finish. "Anders, you're just mad because

"Veya AI, book me a table for a business dinner tomorrow." In my last life, our intern, Vincent Tate, tried using AI to book a client dinner. I told him Veya AI couldn't make reservations. Yet he waited until after work to do it himself. Too late. Every table was gone. Vincent immediately started crying to the whole office. "If Mr. Alford hadn't stopped me from using AI, I would've gotten a table! Now we blew the deal!" My fiancée, Peyton Welch, and the rest of my coworkers piled on. "Why can't AI make reservations? Vincent's right. You're paying for every dollar we lose!" Peyton shoved me during the fight. Then I fell off the building. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Ri

“Dad school is actually what I was going to talk to you about. Is mom and Beta white with you?” “Yea they are right here let me put you on speaker” is all my dad says before telling me to speak. “Well Nova and I wanted to let you all know we graduated from school early”

"What the f**k?" Rafferty’s lips moved, mimicking the word, but no sound came from his throat. The audio was a digital ghost. An AI clone, mapped from the thousands of hours of Leo’s intercepted phone calls and office rants. "You... you used me?" Leo’s voice broke. He surged against the cuffs, his face hitting the glass. "You didn't find your voice! You stole mine! You're gaslighting the whole world with a f**king algorithm!" Rafferty didn't blink. He picked up the earbud. He stood up.