Nina Blackwood Voice Change Novels & Stories

Pitch-black darkness completely took over me. "Nina----Nina" I heard a fading panic-filled voice of Jack. My body becomes weightless as it starts to lose its stability ready to collapse and break forever. "Nina" I again heard Jack's fading voice as I fully lost my capability of hearing any sound too.

It was Nina, the caretaker of the Ashveil Conservatory since I was a child. "I'll be a grandmother soon, and you're still calling me 'young lady,'" I said, turning to look at her, then smiling. "To me, you're still a young lady. There's been a lot of talk about Blackwood. I was worried—you haven't come back since you had your young master," Nina explained. Nina stood beside me, her hands neatly folded in front of her. "You've been gone for a long time," she said softly. I didn't answer right away.

She was raised in the shadows. He rules the world from the light. But her secret could burn the entire kingdom to the ground. For eighteen years, Nadia Hayes lived like a phantom. Hidden deep inside a secluded cave by her grandmother, she survived on river fish, harsh training, and silent longing. As the last living survivor of the forbidden Blackblood lineage, her existence is a death sentence. Her only crime is the blood in her veins—and her only desire is to know what it feels like to belong. Then, one desperate mistake exposes her secret to the realm. Hunted across enemy territory, Nadia flees to the remnant of her ancestral people, praying for sanctuary. Instead, she finds a clan

He read the message and his expression did not change, but he sat up slightly straighter. “Change of plans,” he said. “What kind of change.” “Ethan has been to see someone tonight.” He put the phone away. “Robert Ashby.” Erica frowned. “Who is that.” “Someone I thought was no longer a problem.” Blackwood was quiet for a moment. Then he picked up his own phone and made a call. “It is me,” he said when it connected. “We move tomorrow. Not the end of the week. Tomorrow.” He ended the call.

The phone rang four times. Then a voice came through that was unlike any Alpha voice I had heard yet. Not loud. Not carrying the particular pressure of dominance that most Alphas projected whether they intended to or not. Just low and very still and carrying underneath the stillness something that had been through a fire and come out the other side not destroyed but permanently changed. "Victor Blackwood," she said. "It has been a long time." "Sable," Victor said. Warm and direct. "Too long. I should have called before now. That's my failing."

Daria made a suggestion. I followed her lead, even though I used to go to the garden she was referring to many times. As we walked by and passed a few people, I could feel everyone's gaze fixed on me. I know what they're thinking; they're surprised to see me again, but I’m just going to brush it off. I recall a few faces, but I pretended not to recognize them. I’m sticking with my new role; I’m no longer Tessa. I'm now Nika Black, and Princess Nika of the Stormhowl pack isn't supposed to know these people.

I muttered, still she wouldn’t change, she feared the change that much. “Stubborn? Me stubborn? You didn’t have to force me to watch your body break” her voice in a broken tone. I can understand why, of course I can understand. The change isn’t for the faint of hearts, and it takes a while to get used to it in order to be able to stomach it. Just ask Father, he watched us all with our fist shifts and each time he would vomit. “You need to change Nina, and you will change” I said surely, authoritive like even. I wasn’t going wait until the day she killed a human so she could torture herself about it, I wasn’t going to wait for the day she killed herself because her wolf consumed her body.

Third Person’s POV: “Because she is also a fox! Tyler, Nina was fooling you this whole time”, Giselle said in an emotional tone. “Nina is a fox?” Tyler repeated after Giselle in a muddled tone. “Don’t believe her, Tyler! Believe me!” Nina said in a pleading tone. “I can show you her original species too!” Natalie said casually, and without waiting for Tyler’s reply, she did her spell and forcefully made her change into her red fox form.

Elle dissmisses her. "You're looking very beautiful, Mrs. Blackwood." Nina compliments me with a small smile before scurrying back to inform Nicholas. "Am I missing something?" I ask Elle for the last time as I don't want to embarrass myself and the Blackwood family at any cost. "No, my dear, you're perfect. Shall we go down now?" Elle assures me and helps me to find nude pumps to match the dress.

> “Layla Blackwood changed my life. She made me believe I could be more than a sad statistic. She saw my designs when no one else did. And no, I didn’t come from money. Or filters. Just heart. Please don’t erase the good this program has done because of lies.” I cried watching it. Her bravery. Her belief in me. But within hours, her comment section turned into a war zone. Hateful replies poured in: > “You were probably the token.” “Guess you're the right type of poor.” “She’s using you too.” The video vanished by nightfall. And so did Nina’s account. I sat at the kitchen table in our penthouse, staring at my phone’s black screen. As blank as I felt inside. “They even broke her,” I whispered,