Monotonous Voice Novels & Stories

He's really weird, but cute. Akalain mo na kaya niya pa lang makiusap? Tapos ang tono ng boses niya ay mababa rin na hindi ko kadalasan naririnig sa kaniya. Paano ay palaging, matigas ang pagbigkas niya, malalim at walang emosyon pero kanina, his voice was soft while pleading. "Parang bata..." bulong ko at habang nakangiti ay hindi ko na rin namalayan na nakatulog na pala ako.

Ang musika ay nagbigay ng isang hindi komportableng pakiramdam sa kanyang dibdib, halos nagpaparamdam ng pagkakasala sa kanyang pag-aalinlangan. “Ako ang magtatakda ng tono ng gabing ito,” sabi ni Mr. Montello, ang boses niya ay matatag at nagbigay ng pakiramdam na siya ang may kontrol sa lahat ng nangyayari. “Sumayaw ka sa harapan ko.”

Nabalot ng mahihinang tawa ang paligid dahil sa awkward na boses na naririnig sa speaker. The voice is awfully familiar, it is not too high, not too low, just right. It is light and pleasant. I hear nervousness in his voice but the little shy whispers he throws in are awkwardly cute. He might not even noticed that he actually cursed on the SPU Campus Radio. Isang malalim na hinga ang narinig namin mula sa speakers. Tila kinakalma niya ang sarili. “I… have no idea how to do Rob’s job, but I will try my best to say my piece.”

I don't want to admit it to myself, but yeah, I did freaking turn on because of her simple moan and ended up imagining her again! Her voice sounded like a broken recording that was repeated in my ears. Paulit-ulit iyon. Her moan was something that I've never heard from my girls before, at hindi ko mawari kung ano iyon, but what I know for sure is that her voice became too soft when she did that and far away from her usual voice, na pilit niyang pinapatulog ng panlalakeng boses. Fvck!

“Pero huwag ka munang bumangon. Ten minutes pa, please. Ganito lang muna tayo…” Grabe. Yung tono ng boses niya, parang may halong pagod at lambing. The famous bedroom voice na kahit ayaw kong aminin, sobrang husky at kaakit-akit sa pandinig. Para bang kahit wala siyang ginagawa, para na niya akong inaakit.

Buntong hininga na pinilit nalang ni Monique na bilisan ang pag lalakad para kahit paano ay maka habol sa mga kasamahan, habol din ang hininga niya dahil sa pagod, gusto niyang mag reklamo kung bakit ba naman kasi mag hapon pa siyang lumangoy at halos wala rin siyang tigil sa pag inom ngayon tuloy ay bukod sa hingal na hingal siya dahil sa pagod ay masakit pa ang ulo niya. “Geez, why does this path feel like a never ending maze?” Inis na reklamo ni Monique, hininaan niya lamang naman ang kaniyang boses para huwag nang marinig ng mga kasamahan, nakaka hiya naman kasi kung ibo-voice out niya pa ang pag ri-reklamo baka masabihan pa siya na masyado siyang ma arte ng mga ito.

Inayos niya muna ang kaniyang mic bago binuka ang kaniyang bibig para magsalita. "It's been a year since I stop doing this." Those line makes students scream, showing undying support to him. Kahit baguhan lang siya sa DMU, but he has a power to captivate everyone's attention. His manly and godly voice makes my inner teen self wakes up. There is a sudden kilig I felt towards him. His voice gives me butterflies in my stomach.

His voice, a low, unsteady hum, barely heard above the static, showed a clear fear. "I understand, mister... I understand perfectly," he whispered, the words strained and tight. A long, silent pause followed, marked only by the faintest sounds of his own ragged breathing before the message ended.

pukaw nito sa kanya. Tumikhim siya upang alisin ang tila bara sa lalamunan kahit wala naman. Tumayo siya saka sinenyasan si Misty na umpisahan nang paganahin ang malaking monitor sa kanilang harapan. He stood beside where he couldn't block the monitor while starting to discuss the presentation he prepared. Only Hycent baritone and powerful voice filled the entire room. And Miss Lee can't help herself to watch and enjoy the voice of the man in front. It's like a lullaby in her ears. That makes her close her eyes and just listen to the voice.