Oliver Vocaloid Novels & Stories

--- From everywhere. --- A low, steady tone. --- Then— --- A voice. --- Not human. Not mechanical. --- Neutral. Precise. --- “Ariana.” --- She froze. --- That was the first time it used her name directly. --- Not through a message. --- Not through a screen. --- Out loud. --- Oliver stepped slightly in front of her. --- “Don’t respond,” he said. --- The voice continued. --- “Your behavior has deviated from expected parameters.” ---

He smiled coldly, and a voice, soft but full of menace, was heard: “This isn’t over, Olivia… this show is just the beginning. Smile now! I'll destroy you."

Suddenly, Pure picked Olivia up. “Baby, your name is Olivia, right? I’m Pure- Queen of Infinite Space.” Olivia really liked Pure, she smiled: “Yes, miss Pure!” “Can you tell me where Oliwen is?”- Pure asked. “He’s in the room with the maids.” “Ok, take me there!” … Olivia entered the room with a sweet smile. She asked the maid: “Hi, sis! Where is Oliwen?” “Mr. Oliwen is sleeping. What can I help you, miss Olivia?”

answered Sian as it is. Olivia just nodded in understanding while biting her lower lip nervously. She felt as if she had heard the baritone voice before, but she herself was not too sure of her own hearing, because maybe her hearing was wrong. "Your voice sounds so familiar to my ears." "Is it true? Maybe we've met before. What's your name?" "I'm Olivia, Olivia Johnson." Olivia answered quietly. Sian nodded his head understandingly as he turned the steering wheel into a narrow alley that looked so dark. He then stopped his car at the edge of the alley, because he could not go any further.

He glanced at the comments and quirked a small smile. “This one,” he said, his voice dipping into a warmer, teasing tone, “is for you, Olive.” “Oh my goodness, he noticed!” Olive screamed excitedly. He even sang the “Olive” line with a little chuckle. “Wow,” Angela murmured, impressed. “He’s actually really good. Like, so good. He sounds better than the original.” “Yeah, I fell in love with his voice too,” Emma commented, then looked at me. I knew she was about to say something embarrassing.

Oliver’s voice, low and curious, right outside the door. “Leena? You still up?”

"I'd rather listen to old songs. Like Ebit G Ade, Chrisye, Panbers, Nike Ardilla." "Well, Mom," Olive pouted, "let's listen to songs that can make us dance." "Dance?" Kalina was even more confused now. "How can we dance in the car?" "We can." Olive grinned mischievously. "Just listen, Mom." "This is going to be weird, I'm sure." "No," Olive shook her head quickly. She took her phone out of her bag and tinkered with it for a moment before connecting it to the car's audio system. Olive's playlist included Korean songs, including 2PM's "Hands Up."

It seems like you haven't eaten anything at all“ She stated with a caring voice. Oliver, at some point felt a little warm to be treated as that. 'Her voice sound so reassuring at some point, I wonder why' Smiling, he didn't realize that as he crosses his arms and nodded his head, the sleepiness will soon appear on his body. And in no time, Oliver is now sleeping. Complletting his guard down, not realizing it at all. He looks so peaceful, he seems to have a good sleep even with that kind of position. ”You know what? If my child is in front of me… maybe… he would be in the same age as you. How funny, your name and his name are rhyming at some point. Oliver and Oliveir. It seems to be different

Oliver. His lips curled into a smile. “Hello, brother.”

she said in a low voice. "My three best friends are unique in their own way. One is a lawyer, the other an actor and the last one is a writer and I am just a cool guy who makes lots of money so I can spend it on you and your Mum. Do you want to know if I can sing?" I asked while Olive and Muna laughed at what I just said. "As long as you don't sound like a dying frog, I'm all ears," Olive laughed. I turned on my Taylor Swift playlist and started singing along. I'm not trying to brag but I have quite a nice voice.