Movie Little Voice Novels & Stories

“Run, little wolf…” The voice sounded amused now. Mocking. My chest tightened. “Who are you?” I whispered.

Gentle. No. It can’t be. It’s impossible. They said— And then I hear it. That voice. The one that’s haunted every nightmare and every prayer. “Do you remember our rules, little mouse?” Thud. My heart. Thud. It’s him. It’s really him. But how?

Mira yelled, struggling to access the dampener console. But the Echo didn’t move. Didn’t need to. He just stood in the center of it all—hands at his sides, eyes closed, like a god in prayer. Then he opened his mouth— And every voice in the room spoke at once. Their own voices. Distorted. Replayed. Mimicked. “Carl Maddox, Ophelia Wolfe, Mira Kassel, Nadine Ayre.” Each name echoed from their own lips—except they hadn’t spoken.

--Snows glows white on the mountain tonight, Not a footprint to be seen, A kingdom of isolation and it looks like I'm the Queen...-- Snow's POV. I stopped in my tracks with my fingers clasping the door handle, ready to push the button and pull it open when the voice behind me ordered. "Come here." I swallowed hard before turning around slowly, heaviness of something I could pinpoint as nervousness settled in the deepest pits of my very empty stomach, the emotions rolling around from side to side and leaving me a nervous wreck.

WE ALREADY HAVE A FREAKING HOT MATE AND THAT IS MORE THAN ENOUGH. I agree. "Luna." A tiny voice calls. That little kid.

Yes, that was it. “We’re not alone,” he said in a whisper. The humming was faint, definitely feminine, almost soothing in nature. The humming then turned to actual singing. “Hush little baby, don’t say a word. Mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird . . . ” Clare wandered toward the hallway. “That voice . . . I know it . . . ” “Where are you going? We don’t know who that is.”

Her VOWs were now fulfilled by herself. In her unconsciousness, Arika found herself locked in a warehouse that was surrounded by the deep forest. "I'm scared", Little five-year-old Koohu sobbed and hugged herself. "No! Don't be scared. I'm here", A voice entered into her ears which resembled her voice. "Who are you?", Little koohu asked that voice. "I'm Koohu. I'm You and You are Me", That voice told her. Five years old Koohu was shocked.

I ask no one in particular and look around my surroundings to find the source of the voice. "Here, down here, beside your father," the soft voice said and I looked to see a white wolf giving a wolfy smile to me. "It's me," the white wolf said while giving me a wolfy smile to me. "Yo...You, can talk?" I ask shocked.

, Her raspy voice was heard in the silent room. She could feel something was wrong as she tried to open her eyes...it was blurry and her vision was not focused. She could see a man on the chair as he held something in his hand...fear and shiver of that day came back to her...she couldn't help but catch her head...a sharp pain made her feel the immense pain. "Little girl...", The man in front of her spoke as Mia could hear voices in her head...that man...who called "Little Rabbit...", Mia shouted on top of her lungs...her voice trembled as she was on verge of a breakdown.