Soft Voice Novels & Stories

Gave him the silence and let him decide what to do with it. "Miss Calder." The voice was soft. Not quiet, soft, the way certain expensive fabrics were soft, with a density underneath the surface that you only felt when you pressed. Unhurried. The voice of a man who had decided long ago that urgency was a thing other people performed and he had no use for it. "I appreciate you taking my call." I said nothing.

His voice was icy and devoid of warmth. He then turned to Noelle, and his tone softened remarkably. "You're back home?" His voice was so gentle it gave everyone goosebumps.

She muttered shyly but he only offered her a smile. “It's okay, it's my fault. I was too busy on my phone” He said with a deep baritone voice. “That's kind of contrasting,” Sophie thought. His face looks so cute and boyish compared to his voice. He is like a piece of chocolate cake. It tasted good but the pleasure might take your soul.

The sound of his deep voice almost melted completely into the quiet of the night. “You have a really sexy voice, you know that?" I murmured, a faint, breathless laugh escaping my lips. “But my palm is still freezing. Why is that?” I flexed my fingers in the empty air. “Put your face here. Bring it close to me. Like this.”

“You need a softer voice with me.” “My voice is biologically the same volume.” “No— not literally softer.” I laughed helplessly. “Emotionally softer.” That somehow looked even more concerning to him. “Emotionally,” he repeated carefully, like testing dangerous chemicals. “Yes.” “And what exactly would that sound like?” I thought for a second. Then pointed at him dramatically. “You need to use your sunshine voice.” Luciano stared at me in complete silence. “My… sunshine voice.” “Yes.” “I was unaware I possessed one.”

His voice softened. I was keening from the urgent impulse entirely new to me and inexpressible, I moaned loudly; “Yes! Yes! Yes please” Then lowered my voice once. “Paired and connected successfully” He mimicked Siri. “Now, Mr B.D can’t wait to penetrate and thrust in and out of your honey pot” He spoke softly and sensually. I bit my lips when a felt tingling touch from an imaginary d*ck sliding up my thigh yet I kept my eyes bravely opened because I only wanted to feel what was coming upon me but I got engrossed staring at the Mr BD which truly was a huge d*ck.

I whisper into the phone but she hears me and she turns to look at me. "He's crying? Why?" "He's a big softy. Don't mind him." I ruffle her hair and she giggles, shaking her head mocking. "Are all of your friend's softies like you Yu-Chan?" Rolling my eyes, I pinch her cheek and she shrieks before pulling away and rubbing the area. "He's more similar to you." "I am not a softie!" She pouts and turns away from me and I hear him chuckle on the other side.

About halfway through class she turned to him and smiled devilishly. "Hi there." She didn't speak out loud, her lips never moved and he instead heard her voice inside his head. "My name is Syn, you must be new at this." The voice giggled a little. "You can't even Whisper yet, can you?" Syn noticed the perplexed look on his face. "It's like ventriloquism, but at ultra-high frequencies. Just hum a little, keep making it higher until you can feel it." Mike followed her orders until he reached a frequency that no human could her. "Now just talk."

Not a single chirp but pairs and pairs that they unsure how many of it. Half of a minute, that's what it took for the those in nest to come, silently just their described by their name "The sãlnes" a k.a "The silence". They are very sensitive to sound, very sensitive, as much as breathe could be caught. They would prefer them silence, and then only sounds they love, maybe the ripping flesh and bone. No one know how it's look, that's all myth but maybe some information at this moment.

His usually husky and prominent voice was now no louder than that of a scared child. “Shhh.. you have nothing to apologize for. I’m going to take care of you babe..”