Practice Voice Acting Scripts Novels & Stories

“Voice drills.” Victor moved to the stool, adopting the posture of a man who belongs everywhere because money taught him how. He pitched his voice into that false-pleasant register we’d heard in Lena’s recounting—Merritt’s tone, but generic enough to be safe for rehearsal. “Thank you for being so punctual,” he said. Lena flinched. “Yellow,” she whispered. We stopped, all of us, and breathed. Elise lifted a hand, inhaled with her, exhaled to a count of six, did it again. The flinch smoothed into something that could be lived through.

My voice sounded aged, and I tried to soften it. “You must be confused about many things after your rebirth. If you have questions, ask them.” *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="e74db17b-4836-4342-879e-234d28183114" data-testid="conversation-turn-9" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="user">

We had been together for a while now, there was absolutely no reason to feel this self conscious. I just couldn't bring myself to say it aloud. It had sounded so effortless when I rehearsed it in my head a moment ago: Babe, I miss you, I'm lonely, and I can still feel you… I want your wetness all over me again. The script was right there, but I couldn't find the courage to speak it. “I just wanted to hear your voice,” I blurted out instead, my anxiety taking over. “Since you left, you haven’t called, but I can see you’re doing fine. Bye.”

With my head bent like a dying flower, I stood up to leave, when I heard his voice. “Leaving already?” I looked up and a big smile spread on my lips. “Hi, Vok,” I said to him,m, smiling like an idiot. He had asked me to call him sir or put all those formalities. “Hi Lilith” he replied in a deep voice. It was called a baritone. I played his voice in my head repeatedly, and I didn’t know when he called out to me.

I pressed my lips together very hard. "Adjust your tone," I repeated. "Lower register. More soothing. Less ... apparently the way I normally speak." He frowned slightly at the screen. "The man in this video has a very calming voice. I've been practising." "You've been ....what Liam?." I tried not to hide my laugh "Do you want to hear it?" "Absolutely not..." He cleared his throat, straightened his spine, and in the most theatrically gentle voice I had ever heard from a fully grown adult man said, "Hello, little one. This is your father speaking. I hope you are comfortable in there."

He kicked pebbles into the swimming pool before his steps became even more pronounced the closer he got and my heart started to beat faster. Should I fake sleeping and act like I have been in a deep slumber or should I fake just waking up?? His footsteps got even closer before he stopped. I couldn't hear the sound of anyone coming again, I heard him curse bitterly before he spoke. "Hello asshole.." He said bitterly and I leaned in into the conversation, switching the phone from one stand and kept it on right so that it could pick up more he was saying since he wasn't yelling at this person, just sincere hatred was all picked up in his voice as he continued to converse with the person.

*** Xander I connected Jack's phone to my laptop, a crucial step in our elaborate ruse. Previously, not only had we jammed the radio communications, but we had also recorded them before initiating the jamming. Using these recordings, I had created a convincing imitation of Jack's voice with an AI voice cloning tool. This meticulous preparation was why I hadn't picked up the last two calls – the voice cloning wasn't ready. Only now, with a perfect mimicry of Jack's voice and manner of speaking, did I feel confident to use it.

I push it hard to somehow fight off whoever is touching me but still no movement. "Show me her face," another voice says Before I completely pass out the same voice says. "Change of plans. Don't touch her, bring her to me." ========================== Click on the star please, one click and a lifetime of happiness for me😁 thank you for voting for my story I love you kisses. Artemisdianne22

“Thank God, she’s awake,” I still couldn’t focus well to catch a sight of these voice-holders. These were the statements I heard right after my arousal. “W*-water” I faintly moved my lips to interact with them. “W*ter! Pass the water,” a didactic voice repeated my words,

“Ahem. Ahem. Mic test. 1-2-3-3-1-2. Wait, why are we counting when testing a mic? You could just start singing right away, right? Tsk. Ahem. Sorry about earlier, folks. That traitor was out of line. My apologies. Ahem. Please, don’t panic. Everything’s gonna be fine. Our monkey comrades are handling it. Just cover your ears so you don’t hear the g*nfire—or better yet, listen to my voice. I know it’s irresistible, so go ahead, record it. Don’t be shy. It’s free! Make it your ringtone to brighten your day. Or your alarm clock, so you’ll wake up to my sexy voice. Hehehe. Anyway, some ugly monkeys suddenly invaded Boss’s territory. So gutsy, right? Damn. But just keep calm and relax, people. Jus