Sebastian Solace Voice Lines Novels & Stories

Sebastian Suddenly, I felt like I was floating, but it didn't take long for me to lie down on something soft. This is my first time to lie on this soft thing. What can you call it? "Oh he's Sebastian and Jacobo Thank you. You can go out now and wait for the call when I finish dressing him." "Go ahead." Jacob and Sebastian Jacobo and Sebastian maybe the name of those two voices, and Doc. Ricca is the name of the voice that is always heard. If so, what's my name? "It's not allowed to peek, right?" Doc is still catching up. Ricca.

Sebastian climbed in first, crouched, checked beneath it. No wires visible. He lifted the lid. Inside lay a single phone. It began ringing immediately. Sebastian answered without hesitation. A voice filled the cold air. Smooth. Calm. Familiar enough to freeze both of them. “Good morning, Sebastian.” Viktor. Alive, composed, and close enough that his voice carried no distortion. Sebastian’s expression hardened. “You’re running out of tricks.” A quiet laugh came through the speaker. “No. I’m measuring patience.” Nyra stepped closer so she could hear.

” I try but I’m unable to speak. ”You're gonna come for me babe?” Sebastian asks while speeding up. My back arches and I throw my head back and I climax fast taking him with me. Sebastian roars and after a few seconds, lowers my legs gently, he leans over to kiss me on the lips and all over my face, my cheeks, my nose, my eyelids. I slowly open my eyes and feel my soul returning to my body. ”You okay babe?” Sebastian murmurs against my neck. ”Mhm” I mumble.

A gust of icy wind rushed out, carrying whispers—low, indecipherable voices that slithered into her mind like tendrils of smoke. “Selene,” a voice, familiar yet distant, rasped from the other side. Her breath hitched. That voice… It wasn’t just in her mind. Sebastian moved closer, his sharp gaze scanning the darkness beyond the threshold. “Who’s there?” His tone was calm, but his stance was tense, as if he were expecting an attack. No answer came, only the whispering wind curling around them like a thousand unseen hands. Selene stepped forward, ignoring the way Damien’s grip tightened on her wrist. “Let me go,” she murmured.

Something about them was unsettling. Not because they looked alike. Because they didn't. Sebastian was slightly older. His features sharper. His expression calmer. Yet there was something undeniably similar between them. The same confidence. The same control. The same intensity. Sophie whispered: "He really is a Vale." Nobody disagreed. Inside the house, silence reigned. Outside, the storm continued. Then Sebastian spoke first. The security camera had no audio. But everyone could see his lips move. Damian's expression immediately hardened.

Then, the voice says, "I know you're there. I just want to talk. I promise I won't hurt you." With a deep breath, Sebastian takes a leap of faith and steps out of the shadows. He sees a middle-aged man with a kind face and a concerned expression. The man looks surprised to see him, but he quickly recovers and says, "I'm so glad you came out. I'm sorry if I frightened you. My name is Theodore, and I'm a private investigator. I was hired to look into a suspicious situation that involves you."

protested Giselle Travolta, the very fussy manager. “Ah, I'm entering the data, Miss Travolta. Take it easy. Even here I still have a lot of data that has to be entered from three days ago and it hasn't decreased in the slightest!” replied Luna Lee in an annoyed tone. "What?! What have you been doing for the past three days, Miss Lee?! Making love with your man, huh?!” "What the fuck?" whispered Luna couldn't believe the words her manager who was very chatty and annoying said. "Huh?! What?! Did you say something?! Did you just swear at me?!” Giselle snapped angrily.

He could almost hear it clearly as Inspector Pearce walked deeper inside. 'I think I've heard this voice before.' Inspector Pearce led the two men inside and soon reached where Solomon was. He motioned for the two to look inside and then stood aside. The surrounding guards saw Mr. Wyance and Monroe coming, and they all greeted them. But Sebastian and his assistant did not bother to acknowledge them but looked at what was happening before them. In front of them, Solomon's eyes appeared scarlet, his face strangely bruised. He was constantly banging his head against the wall, and the beast-like roar came exactly from him.

Pierre asked, seeking clarification. "Not too many, and if possible, find me someone new. Just one person will do. I want someone capable, intelligent, and not overly talkative. Someone who will always be available when I need them," Sebastian said, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "I’m tired of the same old faces and voices, so I want a fresh voice. You can manage that, can’t you?" he asked, his gaze fixed on the shadowy figure of Pierre. Sebastian was certain the older man was nodding in response. "I’ll find someone who meets your needs," Pierre replied firmly.

Sebastian groaned softly, one hand tangling in her blonde hair while the other firmly pressed against the small of her back, holding her exactly where he wanted her. [The New Gods] BZZZT. The heavy, romantic tension was violently shattered by the harsh buzz of the room's intercom. Sebastian didn't break the kiss immediately. He took his time, savoring the taste of her before slowly pulling back, resting his forehead against hers. He let out a dark, annoyed sigh that rumbled deep in his chest. "If that isn't the universe ending, I am going to throw whoever is on the other side of that comm out the airlock," Sebastian growled.