The Sound Of Her Voice Novels & Stories

What's wrong? She didn't answer or say anything for a while and then shortly after, she spoke. ​When she spoke, the sound that tore from her throat made my stomach violently drop. The high-pitched, melodic lilt she always used—the warm, familiar voice that had comforted me through heartbreaks and celebrated my victories—was entirely gone. Instead, the words came out flat, mechanical, and strangely layered, as if two voices were speaking the exact same words in a flawless, chilling unison.

he shifted, "But you said you could tell her apart." "Yeah, well, it's kinda tricky. One way to find out is to hear her voice through her mind link. She might share the same outside voice as the person she's mimicking but she can't hide her real voice. But that's where it gets hard. She knows her own weakness so she never uses her inside voice, especially when she's taking the form of a human. You know a human can't hear you so you give up on trying a mind link with them. It's a lost bet unless she reveals herself on her own will."

she asked. The sound of her voice was a sharp blade that cut through the roar of the wind. My stomach dropped—a cold, sinking realization that the execution had merely changed targets.

she whispered, her voice sounding like a thousand different people at once. ​Then, she blacked out.

Her voice sounded more like a whisper. “Because I’m here.”

She spoke again, and for some reason, her normally carefree voice sounded a little hoarse. ---

Fills again, deeper than before. And what comes out of his mouth is a woman's voice. Smooth as melted butter. "You've done so well tonight." Warm and easy. Sweeter than it should be. She uses his breath and none of his voice, pitched to a feminine purr Cody would never be able to produce. His lips move a half second behind it, like bad dubbing. I've never heard her speak in my life and I still know exactly who I'm listening to. Every cell in my body is screaming at me to climb off him and get the fuck away.

She asks, her voice deep. Tbc.

My voice is unrecognizable even to my own ears. “Oh , dear. She's in heat.”

The familiar and soothing sound of a deep and sweet voice says my name, sending chills down my spine. “Thea?”