The Day You Hear My Voice Novels & Stories

My entire body pausing, eyes falling on the door. “What is it, boy? What do you hear?” Fatima whispers, My breath catches in my throat as I strain to hear him. “...therefore, our findings depicts…” I can’t hear everything over the thud of my own beating heart. Over the loudness of my own heart. No matter how many times I tell it to quiet down, because I need to hear for myself exactly what he is saying. As if it mattered. I just needed to hear his voice. “As usual, I knew we could count on you.”

I jolted awake, heart pounding, that voice echoing in my head. The same tone, those exact words, the same crushing sadness I'd heard in fragments two days ago. Right here in my room .....

I hear his voice faintly. “I’ve got you.”

" I tense at the sound of that all-too-familiar voice. my eyes snapping shut. Oh, great, can this day possibly get any worse?

I don't even remember when it happened but I'm sure we were happy and this day was very memorable for both of us. Even though I haven't seen and been with him for three years, my view of him hasn't changed even though I've lost my memory. I suddenly fell silent when I heard that voice. I couldn't even move my hand or my mouth. That voice, the voice that everyone is obsessed with, the voice that is as cold as ice, and the voice that makes my heart beat faster. The owner of that voice was none other than Sebastian. I slowly looked up and looked in the direction where the voice was coming from. I'm not wrong, he is.

Zack collapsed on the floor like a broken man, his laughter hollow and crazed as he said to me, “The day I walk out of prison will be the day you die!” I pressed my lips together and shook my head. “You’re never getting out…”

New - Daya 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 I feel my head is very sore, almost about to burst it feels. I tried to touch my head, did my head break, split in two? Still recorded clearly, that voice. And also, my head is so dizzy, like a big rock was hit repeatedly to my head.

And then, as if a gentle breeze had whispered in my ear, he began to sing. His voice pierced through the silence, captivating me with its soft timbre. Each word he uttered hung in the air, carried by a melody that wrapped around my soul. It was as if he had unraveled the depths of my heart and poured its essence into every lyric. At that moment, it felt as though he were speaking directly to me, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability and longing. The song he had chosen, "Dandelions" by Ruth B., held a special significance in that moment. Its lyrics spoke of resilience and hope, a testament to the beauty that can spring from unexpected places.

The very first voice, I heard said: Scratch it, scratch it all off until there is nothing left! I heard this from a girl I knew at school as though she was screaming it at the top of her lungs. I heard it again when I passed her and her mouth had been closed. I followed her around and this is what I found out. I mean, it was Sun Li, she was a girl who had walked passed me a thousand times before. She wasn’t mean to me at all personally, but I did like it when she smiled at me, when I waved to her. I liked her hair, it was straight and jet black just like most of her clothes. I knew she wasn’t an actual friend, because I know how it works, with guys like me, but I thought she was at least a d

"I have something important to tell you, Your Majesty... let's talk in my study." Erick followed Frank back into the next room. He sat on the sofa in the study, followed by Frank who sat beside him. "What is it?" "I'm sorry, Your Majesty," said Frank with his head lowered. "I have betrayed you." "What do you mean?" Erick narrowed his eyes sharply. Frank held out one hand with the palm open. "You can listen to the sounds I have recorded for yourself." Erick held Frank's hand, and suddenly his ears heard a familiar woman's voice. Erick's eyes widened with a sharp glint.