The Voice Of Enigma Novels & Stories

"Then, do you dare let them examine the inside of that tie clip? If I remember correctly, when it was custom-made, we had our initials engraved inside the hollow layer." At that moment, the door to the observation room opened. Chief Monroe entered with a team of technical staff. "Brandon, please cooperate with the inspection." Suddenly, Brandon exploded. Even with his hands cuffed, he lunged at me. "You're dead!" I had been prepared. With a swift movement, I rolled my wheelchair backward. In the chaos, I deliberately let him tear the bandage off my arm, exposing the gruesome wound beneath. "What's wrong? Trying to silence me?" I shouted through the pain. "Because your use of an infrasound ge

I walked towards the balcony from where the voices were coming from. "𝐷𝑜𝑣𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑚𝑜 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑜𝑡𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑒." Another voice, one I couldn't recognize talked. (We should just throw this idiot out of the balcony) "Shut up and quit speaking In Italian. When do you ever learn Nike?" This was Enzo's voice.

--- Not commands. --- Understanding. --- Recognition. --- And then— --- It spoke. --- Not with sound. --- But directly. --- Clear. --- Unmistakable. --- “You chose.” --- Elena’s breath caught. --- Because the voice— --- Wasn’t mechanical. --- Wasn’t human. --- But something in between. --- Something new. --- “Yes,” she whispered. --- A pause. --- “I did.” --- The presence pulsed once. --- Then— --- It shifted. --- Stronger.

his voice breaks, shattering past the tightness in my chest. “Good, that's it, more.” He coos, guiding my breath using a breathing pattern of his own. “Enzo?” I repeat, my breathing finally aligning with his and I reach out to grab his face, I don't know if he's here or I'm imagining him. “Yes Love, it's me.” he nods. “What are you doing here?” I rasp. “Igor had called me,” he says, studying my face with focus. “Keep breathing.” I nod, “I am fine.” I say, but it comes out just as unsure as I am of that fact.

"Why didn't you tell me about your problem on day one? I would have spoken louder. I wou-" She shook her head. "That's not n-necessary." "Why isn't it?" "T-t-there's something in y-your voice," she stammered nervously as she gently tugged at her fingers. "In my voice?" She nodded again. "It's h-hard to ignore." "I don't understand where you're going with this." "Your voice," she looked down as a light blush stained her cheeks, "is the only voice that I can hear perfectly."

I felt happy as I heard the voice one more time. "What do you mean we are home?" I asked in a low voice. "Look around you. Don't use your eyes, but look with your heart Luna. We are finally home!" the voice said. "I can't understand. What do you mean?" I am confused. I don't get it. I waited for a few seconds but I got no response. "Hello?" Still no response. "What the hell! Talk to me! What do you mean by that?" I shouted. The door burst open and I was surprised to see Enrico. Maybe he was able to hear me.

I say, and she nods. " I didn't know you were so brave," my Beta purrs in her ear and earns a giggle. " I am not. But my pack always had problems with rogues. So I am kind of used to them." she says without a care in the world, not even noticing our faces. " Give me a moment," I say and grab my phone, dialing the number of Alpha Eren. " Good morning, Alpha James. What a pleasant surprise. " he greets me friendly, but I hear the distress in his voice.

My hands shook as I tried to tap the decline button when she picked it. " Hello?" Hades' voice came from the other side. " It's me, Enrique." I whisper. " What is it, loser?" he mumbles. This motherfucker. " Can I talk to Sage?" I whisper. " Nope." he chirps. " Please Hades, just a hi will do too. I just need to hear her voice." I whisper. " Do you want to hear her scream?" " WHAT?" I scream, standing up from my chair immediately.

All of those people had their numbers, so it is really quite scary to answer a call from an unknown number to her private and personal number. The voice on the other end of the line was disguised, neither distinctly male nor female, sending a chill down Elisia's spine. This person is using a voice changer. Why does this person need to be like this? "Who is this?" she demanded, her nerves fraying with each passing second. She wanted to keep the calm in her voice, but her body did not do what she wanted and betrayed her. Her body trembled as her voice sounded calm. But instead of a direct answer, the mysterious caller spoke in cryptic tones, their words sending a shiver down Elisia's spine.

Alexander asked, drawing his weapon. "It’s not a physical lock," Mona said, looking up at the shimmering tower. "It’s a Vocal Lock. It requires the 'Four Voices' of the Everett line to sing the dissonance. But there are only three of us here who can still channel the Pulse." Elena looked at her sisters, then at Sterling, then at the glowing tower. "There are four," Elena said, her voice dropping into a low, lethal register. "The Empress might be in the pool in Morocco... but the Mother has a voice that can shake the heavens."