The Sound Of Her Voice นิยาย & เรื่องราว

How is she up now when they all thought she's now truly just an empty vessel? “Takumi,” she whispered, her voice soft yet weighted with emotion. The sound of his name on her lips was enough to send a shiver down his spine—a peculiar mixture of chill and peace coursing through him, settling deep within his soul. For a moment, the world seemed to still around them. The faint hum of distant noises faded, and all that remained was the quiet resonance of her voice echoing in his ears. It was a sound he hadn’t heard in so long that it felt both foreign and achingly familiar, like the first note of a song he thought he’d forgotten.

Fear in her voice. “Something… is still there.”

“Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll step away right now.” Her lips parted…but no words came. Just the faintest whimper, soft and desperate. And that sound… Christ. It set my blood on fire. Her voice finally broke through, raw and trembling. “Stop,” she whispered, trying to sound firm, but it came out softer than prayer.

No shadow, no person, but what was that sound? “Did I say you could touch my things?” His familiar authoritative voice rang out, and her knees slanted so that she crashed against the floor, her heartbeat furiously pounding.

That, for sure, was her husband's voice. She listened keenly to the sound of the woman’s voice to respond but didn't hear any.

Her voice echoed through the cave as she let out a piercing scream, her throat raw with the effort. The sound of her voice reverberated through the cavernous space, echoing off the walls and filling the air both within and beyond the cave's mouth. The reverberating sound that escaped her lips echoed throughout the cave, causing the lycanthropes to cower in fear. Nero and his allies, who were furious about Verity's pleas, weren't blind to the commotion.

There was no fear of what was to come, no regrets. I gasped and jolted up. Hearing her voice in my head sent shivers of shock rippling through my body. Her voice was clear and strong, nothing like a whisper, a distanced voice that could make you think you were genuinely losing your mind. She filled my head with her chuckle. In the confusion, I barely noticed where I was. The soft grass around me now felt cold and wet by mist. The fire had almost burned down, and I barely registered the missing beat of drums.

“Don’t touch that switch” The voice sounded so powerful and authoritative that made her freeze in the spot with her hands hanged in the air.m as she wondered who owes that voices. “Where are you coming from?” The voice sounded again, this time, it was clearer and more closer to her, she subconsciously turned to the direction of the voice but couldn’t make out the person walking up to her. Her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat and she couldn’t utter any sound even if she had tried to, she just enjoyed the sound of his footsteps that could only be made by a powerful and graceful man, it was like the ground was shaking when he walked.

she whispered, her voice a silk-covered blade. "Or do you want me to show you?"