Movie Little Voice Novels & Stories

ACE. My Little Bird has remained silent during the drive home. Many times, I wanted to pull over and wrap my large arms around her body and whisper in her ear that everything would be okay and that I vow, our tomorrow is promised. But being out in the open, I couldn’t risk it for I don’t know how many, or worse, who it is that wants us dead. I know I have pissed off Theodore Drakos, The Serbs and for all I know, Olivia Black could be behind the hit.

I’m dead certain I can do this. “Aaarrgghhkk...!!!” squealed and squeaked Sumico with her terribly high soprano eight-octave voice tune. King Richard Orlando Lie, Lisa Felisha and Claudia Luvin were extraordinarily startled as well as exceptionally astonished hearing Sumico’s so sudden, vastly high, as well as remarkably piercing shouting. They turned backwards to look at Sumico, to know what actually Sumico was doing.

I didn't want to wake him up, because he looked so precise. "Do you know? You can touch me whenever you want without any hesitation?" I flinched when I heard his deep and sleepy voice. And well, it's the truth, the sleepy voice of a man is the most sexiest voice in this world. "I was trying not to wake you up," I admitted. I had a mischievous smile on my lips and I didn't know why. He slowly opened his eyes and I looked deep into those black orbs. The eyes attracted me, and at that time, I closed my eyes and slowly placed my lips on his.

I growled at him eyeing him profusely. "Oh, little sparrow just gave out an order...'Give that back!' " He imitated me trying to make his voice sound tiny like a little girl. "My voice doesn't sound that," I said rolling my eyes taking the book he left on the desk. "But it does," Lucas said again trying to make his voice sound tiny as he slung the bag straps over his shoulder. "Camilla!" A deep voice called me from behind as I turned around curiously to see who it was.

I swore beneath the glassy surface, I could feel the churning and clashing of two bulls, both determined to destroy the other. “Little wolf, little wolf, little wolf.” A sing-song voice filled the air, cold and full of razor-sharp amusement. The bodiless voice sounded like a dentist's drill, making my ears and teeth ache. It was the scuttling sound spiders made as they scrambled up your skin. “Little clueless wolf, playing with things she knows nothing of.” “Choose wisely, child.” Another voice filled the air, this one warm and kind. “If you choose wrong, I will be unable to help you.”

' A familiar feeling of mockery overshadows me, without a doubt whoever it was that got into my dream probably has a child's mentality. Who's he calling little? Just so he knows, am a woman. "Don't call me little." I yell at him, but he errupts into laughter the next second. What's so funny, I didn't crack a joke. "My, my, what a nasty attitude." I swear, I would break all of his bones if I actually see his hidden face, maybe he's just too scared to show his face, that's right, you better hide your big meanie. "Classic Diana. Same old attitude. You haven't changed one bit, what a child you are." Suddenly the room shines bright, and am all alone in here, so where the hell is this voice coming

Everyone in the establishment suddenly looked at Milla. One waitress even dropped her tray. The whole place was silent when Milla finished singing, maybe also shocked by the strange singing voice of the child who sounds like a young woman. Milla giggled. Her laughter sounded so precious as well. "My aunt said I have a beautiful voice and I would win a Grammy someday." Laura watch Milla carefully. She couldn't stop herself from touching her golden hair. Is it possible? No, it can't be... But that voice... That voice...

Though I never got tired, which was strange, my mind felt drained. Now, hearing a sudden voice sounded impossible. After thinking about it, I didn’t bother anymore and prepared to sit back on the ground to rest before continuing the journey. But as I bent down to sit, I heard the voice again, this time clear and loud. “Hmmph!” The tiny snort startled me. I paused. “Mama, why are you ignoring me? You’re being bad.” The tiny voice that sounded like that of a child complained. Cute, but to me, it sounded shocking and terrifying.

I dial the number, simultaneously clicking on my emails. “Lorcan Adamson.” The voice that answers is so deep and gravelly, I drop my mouse in surprise. Surely that’s not a real voice. It sounds made up. “Hello?” he says again, and I stifle a giggle. This guy has a film-trailer voice. It’s that deep-down rumbly, subwoofer voice you hear as you’re scarfing down popcorn, waiting for your movie to begin. We thought the world was safe. We thought the universe was ours. Till THEY came.

Madeline nearly broke into tears when she saw her father, she was glad that her father was alive and well. Byron turned did he just hear Madeline's voice, he knew his daughter's voice anywhere. "Maddie is that you....". Byron looked through the crowds, if Madeline's was here if could have sensed her. "Yes father it is me I'm the voice you're hearing, are you alright?" Madeline could see and hear Byron but Byron could only hear her. He moved to a quieter place and stared conversing with Madeline. "Is this one of your powers how are you able to contact me..."