Novel & Cerita The Sound Of Her Voice

There was something about her voice. A cold shiver ran down my spine. I knew that voice. I knew it in the way you know the sound of your own name.

I was facing the window, my heart was thumping really fast. I thought of pulling out the knife strapped to my thigh, but that would be almost impossible to do without being shot. "Am talking to you…turn around now!!!" His loud voice causes me to shudder. And before I could turn, I heard a voice, the voice of a young girl, fragile and trembling yet laced with authority. Her voice pierced through the tense air like a fragile crystal chime in a storm, making my heart skip a beat. "Let her be…She's one of us." The voice is mellifluous, flowing like a gentle stream, soothing the ear with its smooth and harmonious tones.

she gasped out. Her voice was ragged and cracked almost as if the vocal cords had been ruined or overworked. The sound sent chills down my spine and my teeth on edge to hear it; it was like nails on a chalkboard. I stepped back even further wanting nothing more than to get away from her. I didn't know how she knew me, nor did I want to know. My self-preservation was telling me that I needed to get the hell away from her… from everything. "Victoria," she said again.

Her voice echoes into my head. “What’s happening?”

she spoke in the most seductive voice I've ever heard. I start to become a little aroused by the sound of her voice. She looks at me and lowers herself to my face as she presses her lips against mine. Her lips were softer than cotton candy and she has a smell of strawberries and sulfur. “I want you to take me, show me what a man like you can do”.

I breathed, my voice filled with awe and hope. Her voice, like a gentle breeze, reached out to me, though I could see it was taking her a lot of effort to even speak. Her voice came out raspy and choked but it felt like a faint echo of the melodious tones I had longed to hear. "Bait." It was the sweetest sound I had ever heard, the embodiment of hope and a promise of life returning to the world. My heart swelled with joy as I moved closer to her as if in a trance, drawn by her presence and her voice.

The sound echoed off the high ceilings of the living room. “I knew I could count on you,” she whispered. Her voice wasn't shaking with fear; it was trembling with pure, dark excitement. She stepped closer to him, tilting her head like a curious bird. “So tell me the best part. Is she dead, or is she just… broken?”

I couldn't believe my ears and the only thing I heard after that was a really high pitched sound that drowned out his voice. "She is you!"

A voice rang in Her head.