Luka Vocaloid Novels & Stories

He stared at the small plastic device with a look of pure rage and profound hatred. "Technology today is terrifyingly advanced, Aria. Cloning a person's voice only requires a few seconds of audio from my business interviews," Lucas stated in a cold tone backed by absolute authority. "Someone set me up. Someone who wants to ensure you hate me forever so I can never bring you home."

he whispers. His hot, heavy breath hits my bare neck, and my body temperature instantly spikes all over again. "I am not going to make this easy for you, Ivanov." "I have never taken the easy trail in my life, Luka. Give me your crystal." He holds out his broad palm, and I don't even know what spell my wolf is under, but my hand automatically pulls my communication crystal out and drops the glass into his hand. It takes him only two seconds to slide his mark into my registry before placing the warm crystal back in my palm. I glance down at the new contact name he saved, noticing he programmed his own handle as ASSHOLE.

She smiled mischievously. “This is Daciana Whitemane. The murderer of Moana Whitemane, the Luna to be. My mate! She was killed by her own stepsister out of jealousy and now she would pay for her crimes! This is a warning to whoever wants to commit an offense that the pack won’t hesitate to punish you!” he yelled.

Raina glared at him, her eyes turning cold, “then you are just turning yourself into something you hate, someone just like Mathew and there is no difference between you and him. I was guilty, so you bullying me is somewhat acceptable however if you bring someone innocent into this mess then you are pathetic and never say that you are a victim, because the moment you harm Kevin you are a bully, and a guilty person.” Luke was not happy anymore and he was no longer smiling as well, he was pissed and irritated, he shoved her away and said, “it’s really annoying to hear a bitch like you giving me lecture, just shut up. Who do you think you are?” Luke sighed and said, “so you are taking part in th

I sneered at him, trying hard to disregard the fact that we are infact only inches away from fucking each other just now. "Oh." He chuckles before doing that lip bite again. "I wasn't aware you had the guts to tease me like this, Scarlett." Scarlett? The hell is he calling me right now? "My apologies, but you seemed to have mistook me for somebody else." I rush to tidy my clothes in attempt to leave and yet my actions and choose of my words remains irritating him. He grabs me by the arm but I was fast to dodge his touch. "What gives you the right to touch me- the Luna of the Wolves, you mere Lycan?" I looked down on him coldly.

This voice is coming from inside my head. “Duh.” The voice laughs as though she can read my thoughts. “I’m Ivory, your Lycan.”

With a few clicks of the mouse he opened his music folder and there were over at least fifty songs listed. By the looks of titles from what Liam could recognize they were all cover songs. “Can I hear one?” the brunet asked. Luca blushed again and began searching through his music files. “Um…” he double clicked on one of them, “this one is the most recent. Nothing Like Us by Justin Bieber.” He licked play and piano sounds floated from the speakers before Luca’s smooth voice filled their ears. . . Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. And if you can, please support me by dropping a comment or gems <3... sincerely, me!!. . TBC

Steady. Rising and falling with the practiced precision of a commander born to lead armies. Not soft Orion. Not the Orion who brushed hair from my face. Not the Orion who whispered reassurances at dawn. This was the Luna. The one the pack looked to when the world shook. Her voice swelled-briefly-into a sharper tone, one I recognized even through the haze. A vow. A promise. A command. My breath hitched. Even from this distance, even through a window, even muffled by the courtyard’s size-

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 I hop from one foot to the other anxiously, gawking at the wristwatch I have on, “I really don’t have time,” I thought. “It’s not supposed to be fun, I’m asking you to use and dump me,” Luka says, dragging me back to the present. “No, Luka,” I voice. “That’s totally preposterous! Find a way to get over me on your own.” “But I can’t, I told you this is all new to me,” he explains softly. “I just…”

“Luma?” Nova nodded. “Short for Luminous. It’s already trending. No face yet. Just a voice calm, clear, algorithmically engineered to sound like you, minus the rage.” Cassian’s hands curled into fists. “Another ghost. Another simulation.” Aria turned to the cabin window again. Her voice was low. “They can copy my voice all they want. But they can’t fake the cost.” Nova said nothing. Neither did Cassian. Because that was the part no simulation could synthesize.