Speak To Me Novels & Stories

“Boss… can I speak to you?” Timothy hovered by the doorway, fingers twisting the edge of his folder, his breath unsteady. “What’s wrong with you, Tim?” he asked, finally lifting his eyes from his screen. “Why are you shaking like that? Are you in some kind of trouble?” Timothy swallowed, throat bobbing. “No, sir. Not trouble. Just… something I need to say. It might come as a shock.” He leaned back in his chair, half-turned toward him. “Then say it.”

But first things first, the need to understand the scenario happening before my entrance. My voice boomed out in a thunderous echo, "Who the fuck are you both to speak to my mate in such belittling manner?"

"I mean it." My voice hardened. "If I need answers, then I will get answers." The determination inside me surprised even myself. "The One clearly wants something." She remained silent. Listening. "If I can speak to it, maybe I can understand what it wants." The statement sounded ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. Yet at this point, ridiculous options were all we had left. I took a deep breath. "I just need a conversation." Sera blinked. "A conversation?" "Yes." I nodded. "If The One wants something from you, then I need to know what."

Speak to your senses that thou might establish an eternal connection with thyself. Speak to yourself that when no one is there, thy own words shall console thee. " Speak to your problems... Say "This phase shall pass and I shall be firm throughout this test. " Speak to your achievements... Say "I did it. May it not get into my head and If I will brag and drag about it, may I not have it." Speak to your fears. Say" I am enough. I can do the unimaginable because I believe I can. " Speak to your dead conscience. Say "Let us live by new dictates and let morality guide our path."

𝙸 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳. "𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙾𝙾, 𝙻𝚄𝙽𝙰." 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚁𝙰𝙽 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙺𝙸𝙳𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝙰𝙱

He responded but I was to afraid to say hi to whoever was taking in my mind What if I go insane?! "Don't worry Vicky, you are fine. Just say hi to her and get to know her," "O--okay but -- but how do I talk to her?" I asked "Just say hi," "Um hi?" I said but there was no response "You have to like say it silently. Say it like you are inwardly talking to yourself, don't voice it out," "Um okay, " 'Um hi?' I said in my mind while my heart beat accelerated scared out of my mind.

The air was filled with a sense of optimism and anticipation. Susan shared a poignant story about a challenging project at work that she had finally completed, expressing gratitude for her supportive family. Mark spoke about his personal growth in the past year, emphasizing his improved work-life balance. Carolyn talked about her renewed energy and passion for her art. Lucia shared her excitement about a new venture she was about to embark on. Avon listened attentively, offering words of encouragement and support.

“Aaaah! What are you doing here?” At my outburst he chuckles and speaks again. “Just so you know I’m in the living room speaking through the com. If you press the flashing symbol on the tablet you can speak back to me.” Looking at the tablet in the shower I see the flashing symbol. “Why would you do that?” My voice is not more than an angry growl as I speak to the tablet.

How would I even express myself without him thinking I was crazy or something? He proceeded to speak after I couldn't provide any answer to his question. "Talk to me, Sarah. Did you...perhaps meet the moon goddess?" "What?"

When I speak, my voice is barely more than a whisper, hushed and solemn. “I’ll save you,” I murmur. “No matter what it takes.”