Oc Voices Novels & Stories

In the evening, Kevin’s assistant called Lake. “Hello, Am I speaking to Ms. Lake Seven…” He said. “Yes, may I know who’s there…” She replied. “That’s not important…the more important thing right now is that we can help each other.” He responded. “Who are you? Why do I need anyone’s help? Don’t you know who you are speaking with? Do you know my family and my father?” She replied in an arrogant tone. “I know mam…but will they help you to deal with Reese.” He said in a robotic voice.

I strip off the t-shirt and make my way into the water, goosebumps erupt on my skin from how cold the water is. “Alright Siren, time to come out.” I mutter. I can feel my Siren’s excitement as she pushes herself forward, my teeth sharpening to points, my eyes bleeding black, and my legs turning into a tail with beautiful iridescent blue scales. Time to sing bitch. Covey says with a cackle. And so, I sang, I started with one of my favorite songs Far Side of the World by the band Tide Lines from the Human Realm. The water starts to swirl around me as I sing, since there isn’t a command in my song, the water doesn’t go anywhere.

"—you! You think you're all that—! Huh?! You piece of shit—! I'll kill you today—!" "—and you think I'll stand here and let you?!" His voice was low but laced with poison. Just then, I heard a crash followed by his painful scream. It took me a lot of strength to quieten my sobs and not let out a cry. With a shaky gasp, I clamped my mouth shut using both my hands and dared not exhale for fear that they might overhear my breathing downstairs.

Acre's voice filtered to me but I didn't care, I ignored him "Ocean" I blocked him not wanting to hear his voice. "Ocean, honey is everything ok?" moms voice filtered through "Honey, I can feel your pain, please tell me you're ok" "They took her, I don't know what to do" "Took who son?" "Desert, they took my Desert and killed Lanna" "Oh dear moon goddess, I'm sorry Ocean, Lanna was well she was one of a kind, ok now come on we will mourn Lanna after but you need to get your arse up and prepare for war"

Zephyra saw Ophelia sit down at a small table. An idea struck her as she saw the fae. Ophelia had the gift of foresight. She may have seen something about the animals. “Hey, Ophelia,” Zephyra said, sitting down next to her and then waving at Max, her son. Ophelia gave her a knowing grin. “What is it you wish to know?” “Anything and everything,” Zephyratold her honestly.

a smile pulled on his face as he kept his eyes on the screen. “I think I'll be able to hear a heartbeat already. Let's turn on the sound,” the doctor said as she tapped away on a few keys. Adom waited with bated breath. Suddenly, the room was filled with a soft thumping sound. Adom couldn’t contain the tears that had gathered in his eyes, and a few slipped from his eyes over his cheeks. He watched the screen and heard the quick heartbeat, and he felt his heart swell with love. How couldn't one possibly love something that wasn’t even there yet so much already?

And in the silence, I heard my own voice from within. "Ophelia Voss, daughter of frost, flame, and fracture. Are you ready to remember?" And I said, "Yes." To Be Continued.

His wings stretched back out behind him without him seeming to have moved a muscle at all and Megan marvelled again at their nature. "We are?" Dennis had a pleasant smile on his face. "Well, that's great." He turned to Megan with a whisper, "You're going to love watching this, Miss Months. I assure you." Adolf urged them a couple of steps backwards and as soon as they complied, an electric whirr resounded through the field with Olympus's AI voice coming up over some seemly invisible speakers in the area. "Ready to commence training sequence," it said. "Please confirm your identity whenever you're ready."

The third nipple, a name obtained because the drummer had a third nipple, was beginning to be recognized for their covers. "Well, I'm glad you got sick with... Otitis?" “Yes. The doctor is an Oto…” Nick tried to pronounce. “Otolaryngologist” “Sure that. Oh, by the way, there are good bars and discos near the house.” “Remember that we’ll have Livie's little brother besides that we don’t have the legal age.”

Echo POV The voices are screaming now, a chaotic symphony of go, go, go. I push the door open, slow, and step inside. Her scent hits me harder here, lavender, vanilla, her. She’s in bed, curled under the blankets, her hair spilling across the pillow like ink. I stand there, frozen, watching her chest rise and fall. She’s so close. I could reach out, touch her, claim her right now. The voices want it. Take her, Echo. She’s yours. She’s always been yours.