Lose Yourself The Voice Novels & Stories

The voice deeper than before now. “A lot has been lost, but a lot can be built it's in place. Do not see your losses as permanent and do not see your desolation as a new mark of person. Betrayals have been poisonous, and heinous crimes have been committed. Humanity has shown you it's wolves, but you must not become like it…” The voice in my head now disrupted my balance. And as it danced in my subconscious I almost lost my footing and almost fell. “The goddess knew beforehand and that's what makes her who she is…” the voice continued. “She knows what's best for us and when it's time for us to leave… When our purpose has been expensed and what ways in which leaving the stage would be most imp

This was hearing the voice one loved more than the basement bustle of fear and doubt eating away at the core. He sucked in air deeply, muffled his own mind, wrapping over the clamor of all the voices madly eager to consume him. He needed but a single voice, a solitary instruction to guide him, a solitary beam of light to cut through the stream of uncertainty. He had to live on his own truth.

AURORA- I'm at the door, and there is nothing but darkness beyond it. and I'm willingly opening the door, to get lost in that dark, dark world. I am insane, I must be out of my mind, for what I am doing, for what I didn’t do, I'm so dumb, I hate myself. Something is going to happen and I will be ruined, I am getting ruined. I am ruined because there’s no escape. Not even death. “Morning…” This voice, this haunting voice is the death of me. I am no longer a human; I am no longer anything for that matter. I feel like a broken toy with no hope of redemption.

The steam was rolling off the heat of the water. My breath was even and level. This was such a calm place to be. I rolled my head to the side of the shower stall and closed my eyes. “Lara,” a soft masculine whisper sounded through the door. It was odd, because the door was closed, but the whisper sounded like it was near me. I moaned enjoying the warmth of the water and replied, “yes,” in a soft voice. “You ok,” the masculine whisper said again. I exhaled, “Yes, I’m fine,” I replied, mumbling. “Don’t fall,” he continued saying. “I won’t. I just need a little bit more time,” I answered back, keeping my voice low. There was a chuckle through the door. “Whose voice was that,” I th

I’m a false personality created after losing my real self? My mind becomes chaotic, and the identity crisis is messing with my mind again. And before I have another confusing breakdown, a voice whispers beside my ears as he lifts my chin and makes me look at him. "Remember what I told you last time? Don’t think of anything else... Just fire the gun." He said, for some reason, it sounds so reassuring as it rings in my ears. And when I lock gazes with those green eyes, all my thoughts are wiped away.

I whispered. But when he spoke— The voice that came out was not his. It was colder. Feminine. Cruel. “You think you can have a happy home?” the voice sneered. A chill ran down my spine. “As long as I am alive… you and your family are doomed.” My heart dropped. “And I will begin,” the voice continued, “with your child.” My breath hitched. “You will learn what it means… to lose someone you love.” My eyes narrowed immediately.

I looked at Eryx, then at Leo, then at my broken mother. "I'm not becoming the Silence," I said, the White Light of the Origin turning my entire being into a sun. "I'm becoming the Voice." I threw the wooden key into the First Luna’s heart. The world went white.

The way he looked at me had changed. It was no longer that self-righteous guilt, but a despair and grief that went down to the bone. "Sophia..." His voice was so hoarse it was barely audible, and tears rolled down his face without warning. "I dreamed of you again." My heart skipped a beat. "I dreamed of everything..." He stared at me, his eyes filled with the madness of regaining something lost. "That underwater sanctuary... I opened my veins to feed those beasts... I died in the freezing ocean. It was real, wasn't it? You came back too, didn't you!"

Luna's eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for the source of the voice. Luna: "Who's there? Show yourself!" The voice chuckled, a twisted melody that seemed to seep into their very souls. Mysterious Voice: "Oh, dear Luna, you will find out soon enough. But know this: the secrets you seek may not be as noble as you believe. There is more than one truth in this realm, and it is up to you to choose which path to follow." Confusion and doubt clouded Luna's mind. She had always believed in the purity of her mission, in the righteousness of restoring balance. But now, the words of the mysterious voice gnawed at her resolve.

A voice echos infrastructure of me. Oh no, we've been caught.​