The Voice Of Enigma Novels & Stories

I had not been able to make meaning of his actions, but he was circling my bed. “Luna! You're awake,” The voice that came out of him was the direct opposite of what I imagined. The young man was huge, muscular and broad chested, but sounded like a high school girl. “Who are you?” I probed. I was still trying to find my way around the pack, but I was pretty sure I hadn't seen his face anywhere before. “Oh, forgive my manners,” he waved his hand over his face, melting and chuckling. His feminine behavior made things even more disturbing. “I'm Enoch,” he introduced.

"Oh, calm down! How impatient can you get? Well, since you're so eager to find out, I guess I can tell you… I go by many names, so which should I tell you? Oh, right." Suddenly, the air around Clarity changed, and the bewitching lady was an Ascendant rank with a death aura swirling around her, smiling faintly. "You can call me Juno Enigma." "Juno Enigma…" Frank repeated, before snapping, "Why do you keep approaching me?!" "Because I've taken an interest in you," Juno purred, suddenly that bewitching maiden again as she tapped her red lips. "I'm serious. I swear it."

the voice reassured, its tone calming and reassuring. "I am the one you've been searching for," the voice stated cryptically, as the surroundings transformed into a lush forest, with a magnificent tree at its center. "I am the Tree of Life." "You..." Elen faltered, unsure of how to respond to this otherworldly revelation. "I am the mother of all fairies," the voice continued, causing the leaves of the tree to rustle gently in response to the unseen presence. Elen's mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions - disbelief, wonder, and a glimmer of hope. Could this mystical tree truly hold the answers she sought? She approached the tree cautiously, its presence exuding a powerful aura that both int

Enne also couldn't find any settlements, all she saw were pine trees covered in snow. "I have to go back," Enne murmured, trying not to panic. "You fool." Once again, the voice inside Enne spoke. Enne, who wasn't used to it, was startled. "Who are you, really?" Enne asked amidst her anxious feelings. "I told you, I am you," the voice said again. "You're a liar," Enne retorted. "What makes you think that?" "I have never spoken to you before. If you're really a part of me, why did I only find out now?"

Nagisa asked all of a sudden. Sienna stiffened. It had come out casually from her mouth. As casual as if they were having a sound talk. " You know who I am?" Sienna asked. Nagisa showed her teeth. " You've got a nice disguise and that wig you're wearing is also convincing but your voice gave you away. You might not think it but I've got a memory like an elephant. My spies are everywhere across the globe. I have voice recordings of how you, Israel, Knife and everyone connected to Israel sounds like. Take my tip, the next time you're in a room, always watch out for button microphones."

The unfamiliar voice sent a shiver down Ellaya’s spine, its gentle cadence contrasting sharply with her tense demeanor. “Yes, who is this?” Ellaya’s confusion was palpable, her voice betraying a mix of caution and curiosity. “I am Susan Hernandez,” the voice replied, its soothing timbre weaving a mysterious spell around Ellaya. Sorry, I don’t know you.” Ellaya’s fingers trembled as she unraveled the towel from her damp hair and started brushing it vigorously, her eyes fixed on the mirror. The reflection staring back at her seemed foreign, altered by the tumult of emotions within her.

"And he’s hunting. Not just us. He wants Enoch." At the sound of his name, the boy shifted. "I didn’t ask to be made," Enoch whispered, his voice trembling like the glass panes in the storm. "I didn’t want to become... that." Elena walked over slowly, kneeling beside him. "You’re not him, okay?. You’re not Damien. Or Monroe. Or anyone else." "But I hear them in my head. All the time. Their voices. Their memories. I remember Damien’s rage. Monroe’s fear. Lucian Voss’s hunger."

‘I don’t know, but there was a voice in our head. “What?” Everyone gasps. ‘First, there was a wave of nausea. Then, a coldness settled over us. Then a voice.’ “What did the voice say?” Leah asks. ‘It told us to kill you all.’ * Enyo finishes telling us everything sometime later, and I sit here in shock, not sure what to say. I look at Doc Apollo, and he looks as perplexed as I do. “Doc?” “I… I need to investigate this. It could be a few things.” He says worriedly.

Enzo made to enter his car, his phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out thinking it's Rana. "Hello, what do you want" He asked. "Hello Enzo" Came a strange voice from the other side. "Who is this?" Enzo asked with a frown. Somehow he recognized the voice. "Your soon to be nightmare" The voice responded. "What do you want Harrison?" Enzo asked. "Tssk.. I know you'd figure out who I am. You're really effective yunno. I can see why Dominic likes you a lot" Enzo was quiet listening to him.

Instead, I focused on steadying my breath, reminding myself why Winter and I were here—to save her friends, to break the chains of forbidden bonds. I moved forward cautiously, letting the darkness flow around me like a river, feeling as if, at any moment, it might sweep me away. Whispers began to claw their way into my consciousness, voices that were not my own. I ignored them until something within them snagged in my mind—a voice, familiar yet haunting. "You are no longer welcome in our kingdom, Enzo," the voice boomed, laden with the weight of disappointment and shame. My father's voice echoed from the past as if piercing through the murk of time itself.