The Day You Hear My Voice Novels & Stories

Basil drove me home after I had a meeting with a designated investor, and I walked into the house to the sound of Hunter playing ' A New Day' by Celine Dion - that boy must be obsessed with the old lady. " Hush, now, I see the light in the sky, oh, it's almost blinding me. I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love", he sang and I couldn't help but get fascinated with his voice. Even though I hated him more than chickens, I was still going to be truthful about the fact that he had a nice voice.

Nothing about her indicates he is a hybrid as well. Whatever she is ,it's nothing good. "Come on now Lea, you've down enough take the rest of the day off" Like a fool I remain transfused to a point, unable to move… this voice… This voice is the one I have once yearned for and loved… a voice I had always cherished then later a voice who sent creeps down my skin. All my life I prayed once, and I prayed that I do not ever get to hear this voice ever again.

Just when I thought hope was not coming, a voice came from the entrance. "Apologies for the delay. Something held me—" When the man saw my face, horror crept into his voice. "Stop this right now! What are you doing?"

Tiyak kong boses iyon ng isang lalaki at sigurado akong hindi iyon kay Jones kundi boses iyon ng isang pamilyar na taong hindi ko maaaring kalimutan. Bigla na lamang akong binundol ng kaba sa aking dibdib ng maisip ang ideyang posibling siya iyon sapagkat hindi ko maaaring basta na lamang kalimutan ang boses na iyon. I am certain that I am hearing his voice right at this moment. I can't be mistaken because I knew it well even if I only heard it in a few minutes.

The sad thing is that I was too busy wallowing in my own pity, that I didn’t feel much after he began. Afterwards, he kisses me hard on the lips and then he snuggles up to me, falling asleep next to me. Lying there next to him, I struggle with my own thoughts again, until I give up and dose off. Right before I go to sleep, I hear a nagging voice in my head that says, “Run, run far away and never look back.” Now the question is, should I listen, or should I stay and see if he will change for me?

The video call came to an abrupt halt. I stared at my reflection on the screen. It was staring back at me in disbelief. Now, I couldn't help but wonder whether it had actually happened, or whether I was hallucinating. Zoe Shamrock and I were childhood friends. I was still reeling from the sudden news, and my mind was wandering when Zoe popped up behind me and tapped my shoulder. "SAT's tomorrow, Seamus. You should be studying, not spacing out. You'll be sorry if you flunk it and don't get into Harland."

He was a little shaky, but he pulled me into his arms. "I thank my lucky stars I woke up, Nancy. If I were to wake up a day later, I might not be able to see you for the rest of my life. Thank the universe for giving me another chance to hug you and tell you that I love you." Everyone wept when they heard his touching confession.

As I started to lean in, Luke grabbed me back and shouted, "Don't!" "Too scared, Aster? You coward! You can't face the truth! You're afraid to hear how Lionel—" Her words were cut off as Luke covered my ears and rushed me out. Later, he drove me to a mountaintop and said, "Let it all out. I'll wait below." After he left, I screamed into the valley until I collapsed from exhaustion. Luke ran back and held me tight without asking any questions. I buried my face in his chest and sobbed uncontrollably as he whispered, "It's okay now, it's okay…"

My fingers trembled as I dialed Ethan's number once more. This was my 17th call since my fever started. Perhaps if he hung up again, he would feel suspicious. I watched him curse under his breath as he reluctantly answered. "Where are you?" I asked, staring at him. Ethan, stroking Anna's earlobe with one hand, impatiently replied, "I'm busy in a meeting. Let's talk later." Before I could respond, the line went dead, the disconnect beeps cold and final. At that moment, my tears flowed uncontrollably. I let out a bitter laugh, not bothering to wipe them away. Then I turned and picked up my mother's twentieth call this month urging me to marry.

In the fifth year of my deafness, James Duncan finally proved his love for me to my parents. The day I found out I was pregnant, my parents finally gave in and agreed to our marriage. The wedding was set for February 19th. Then, on Valentine's Day, a miracle happened—I regained my hearing due to an accident. Overjoyed, I rushed to find James, eager to share the good news with him. He was in the bedroom, on the phone. "Today is Valentine's Day. How about something exciting at your place—downstairs, in your car?"