Nina Blackwood Voice Change Novels & Stories

“I’m so sorry. Everything I did... I was doing it just for you.” “Mrs. Winters,” an agent interrupted, “we need to move.” “That’s not her name!” Nina screamed, collapsing against a marble column. “Her name is Serena Blackwood! She’s my mother! She’s...” But the truth was already spreading across every news ticker in the city: “BLACKWOOD CEO REVEALED AS IMPOSTOR: Thirty-one Years Deception Exposed.” The story unfurled like a poisonous flower, each petal bearing a new revelation.

and “I heard he talked to her.” It’s enough to make me wish I could disappear. I survived my first class thankfully without incident. Afterward, I’m walking with a group of friends...Lila, June, and Marnie...trying to focus on their chatter about an upcoming event and it’s nice hearing something normal for a change then Lila suddenly gasps. “Oh my God.” I look up and my stomach drops. Ryan Blackwood is standing in front of us calmly and silently like he’s been waiting. “Can I have a word with Elena?” he asks with his deep voice steady.

“It started just ten minutes ago. It's spreading like wildfire.” “Turn it up,” Jace ordered with a low but powerful voice. Stephanie obeyed. Gabriel stepped forward, too. His heart pounded heavily behind his chest. He knew who Blackwood was, of course—everyone in the Pack did, but seeing him like this, so bold, so confident, it stirred something scary in him. The voice that came through the speakers was cold, deep. Blackwood spoke with a scary confidence. "I have taken over two of the outer territories, and I still have my eye on more. "He paused and stared into the camera.

The wolf growled at her, as if daring her to transform as well. Lily only shied away. Why hadn’t she thought of it? No wonder the Blackwood rang familiarity in her ears. She realized he was the ruthless Alpha of Nashville. Blake transformed back into his human self and looked at Lily. “Now that you know who I am, answer me truthfully for I really hate liars. Did anyone send you to spy on me?”

I said through the mind link as my insecurity came back to my mind. “Who are you, Nora?” Nelly asked. I furrowed my brows and the wind blew my black hair. “What kind of question is that? Don’t you know who I am?” I answered with a question. “Answer the damn question,” Nelly said in irritation. “Geess…relax.. I am Nora Blackwood” I replied, increasing my pace. I didn’t bother shifting into my wolf since I was also fast in my human form.

Nicki began to stutter, as no words came into her mouth. “ You got transferred again, didn't you?” The sharpness of his voice could cut through like a double-edged sword. “ I…I..yes.” “ Go into your room, take off your clothes.” Gamma Levi said, and a bile rose to Nicki's throat. “ I will lash you until your brain returns.”

"Shawn, come help me. My feet feel powerless, and my body is so sore. I probably won't be able to treat you well tonight." She was deliberately saying all of that so Gale could hear her. She needed to show off properly! Shawn picked her up and brought her to the sofa. Winnie acted like she was very weak as she leaned into his arms, looking at Gale. She needed to show her power! "Gale, I can understand you making yourself look old so Nicole won't recognize you, but why did your voice change too?" Winnie smiled and said, "You sound like a crow. It's hoarse and so hard to listen to."

It wasn’t natural. We broke through the trees into the clearing behind the pack house. Selina didn’t even pause; she went straight for the back porch, up the steps, and through the door, slamming it behind her. I heard the sound of cabinets opening and the sharp clink of glass on glass. Damon hesitated on the threshold, looking back at me. His face was raw, unsmoothed by anything but necessity. “Dad,” he said. “Am I a freak?” The word hit me in the chest like a sledgehammer. I knelt, drew him in, and felt the tremor of muscle and bone beneath his skin. “You’re a Blackwood,” I said, the old family mantra. “And Blackwoods adapt.”

Two voices, maybe three, one of them Damien’s. I looked at my phone. Two fourteen in the morning. I lay still and listened for a moment but the voices had already faded, moved to another part of the house or ended entirely, and the mansion settled back into its nighttime quiet around me. I stared at the ceiling in the dark and thought about the fact that I had been Mrs. Blackwood for less than forty eight hours and I already knew that this house kept things from people. I just didn’t know yet whether I was one of the things it was keeping.

She didn’t say anything else, just nodded, but her eyes were soft—softer than expected. The sound of approaching footsteps pulled both their eyes toward the hallway. Rina and Henry walked toward them. But something was different. Henry’s expression was firmer, sharper, his jaw set in a line of heavy intention. Rina looked conflicted—worried even. Adrian felt the shift immediately. The air changed. Henry cleared his throat. “Mr. Blackwood,” he said, voice hard. “We need you to come with us. Now.” Evelyn tensed beside him, her back straightening, but Adrian simply rose to his feet, calm as always.