Romans & histoires Momo Vocaloid

I don't have time for rubbish. I lost my voice immediately. 'Girls of these days don't have patience. All these stupid patience. If you don't take care, you'll just loose that pretty girl. What's her name again.........?' 'MOJI!!! We heard mom's voice from the main house. Moji rolled her eyes. 'Moji!!' 'Ma' She answered grumpily. 'This woman won't just allow me to rest. Moji Moji Moji everytime. Don't worry broda mi, we'll continue next time.'

When I was still busy trying to get what she wanted, a voice came through. “Mommy,” Me: “Mommy?!” Chisomo: “Mommy??” That came from both of us at the same time. What the...

“Mom” —-------

(Custom phrases up to 5 words included FREE of charge) CHA-CHING. My phone chimes with the most beautiful, melodic sound in the universe. [SYSTEM: User 'God of the Sea - Philo' has transferred 10 Academy Points to your account.] My eyes light up. I hold down the voice memo button, adjusting my vocal cords with lethal, assassin-level precision. "Hello, Senpai!" I coo, my tone sickeningly sweet and high-pitched. Without pausing, I drop an octave into a sultry, smoky purr. "Payment received, handsome."

kIp The next couple of weeks pass quickly. I visit Genica on a daily basis, working closely with Jack Evans and his team in the beginning stages of the integration of MOTHER with the new voice synthesizer. There are always going to be hiccups in the evolution of new software, and although I made sure the project was in good shape when I delivered it, there are still flaws to iron out that have only just come to light.

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

Afterward, I remove the sheet covering my legs and get up completely. "MIMO!" I hear her yell again. "WAKE UP!" "I'm already awake!" I yell back at her while walking going to the bathroom. My name is Maria Isabela Monedero, known as Mimo, my nickname given by my late mother. My story life is like cinderella because her mother died and she got a stepmother and two lovely fucking stepsisters. Like me but the opposite, I have a sweet stepmother who has taken care of me since I was five years old. I'm lucky to have her, and I treat her as my real Mom. I also have two adopted older twin brothers named Jean and Jason. They are two years older than me, and despite being twins, they are super hot.

I left her a thoroughly pissed-off D’Amore-level message on the last call. “Listen closely, you fucking cunt! You will call me back in the next twenty-four hours, or I will break your fucking door down and drag you out by your throat. You owe me answers, and a D’Amore ALWAYS collects on debts.” I whisper-yelled as I tried to ensure that a villa full of werewolves didn’t overhear me threatening my Bisnonna.

He shouted in a deep voice! "KNEEL!" He let his wings flapped! The wind is in turmoil! "Ahh!" The Mamo's can't keep restraining! They fall unto their knees! "Our God! Blessed Butt God!" "Butt God!" "....." "Bam! Bam!" The drums sounded. "God!" "God!" "God!" "God!" The Mamo's praised Butt! 20 minutes later... Status: Super Excited "My Boss! Oh Shit! You don't know how happy I am! I'll make sure you'll love this!"

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