Voice Acting Practice Lines Novels & Stories

I just stared at it, breathing shallowly, like my body was trying to delay the moment the voice would arrive. When I finally lifted the phone, my elbow stuck to my side from tension. My shoulders were already drawn up. I tried to keep my face neutral, but my jaw felt stiff, like it was bracing for impact. “Hello?” I said. There was a pause on the line…….breathing, then the faint scrape of someone settling into position, like the call itself was part of a script.

I waited, my heart in my throat as silence echoed from the other end of my phone. Suddenly, I heard a voice. “Papa?? Papa is that you??!” … “THE LINE YOU ARE TRYING TO REACH IS OUT OF SERVICE”

I said sluggishly, yawning in the process. I covered my body with the duvet and waited for the person on the other line to say something, I could here clattering sounds from the other end the caller was probably organizing their stuff, is this a video call?. It was an audio so why is he or she taking all day to respond. Looks like the person was not expecting me to pick up this quickly maybe I should just end the call... " Hello " the voice said the person was probably using a voice enhancer. "Julianne Morgan how may I help you?"

☆☆☆𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐪☆☆☆ °°°𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠°°° 8:45𝐀𝐦 “Sorry Ma'am , there's no seminars on record for today,” a voice on the line reports. “Okay…thanks” Sophia muttered, switching lines. “Enchanted University HR?” “Yes—how may I help you?”,

Her lifeline. Fumbling with trembling hands, Sarah pulls out her phone, speaking in a whisper so soft it barely broke the stillness. “Em… Hello,” she breathes, her voice quivering. “Hey! Lovely head, what’s up?” Emily teases, her tone light and carefree, mimicking a commercial slogan.

The line was silent he knew the one on other side waited for him to start, he smiled and decided to start. "Hello, Kali." He spoke, his voice would be changed because of a special setting in his phone so that the person on the other side wouldn't recognise his voice. He knew he was going to see her in a few hours yet he couldn't stop himself from calling her and talking directly to his opponent. "Ah, if it isn't Zero the great." She replied her voice too distorted, he smiled. He had almost expected her to be a little surprised but she was ahead of him.

It’s not an ideal way of doing it, but I get a kick out of calling people randomly and jerking my member until I get someone to listen - I always get someone to listen. Today was no different, as soon as I was hard and ready to explode, I dialed up a random number and got a beautiful voice over the phone that just enticed me even more. Her voice made it easy to relax and get in the mood. “Hello and Thank you for calling Mr. Precision Tube and Lube, how can I help you today?” The voice said, stating the basic answer phrase. “I need some help,” I said as I sat stroking my meat. “How can I help you Sir?”

Even though she only had a few encounters with the woman, she would never forget her annoying high pitch voice that was painful in her ears. The voice from the other line was a little low and husky like in those voice talents for sexy radio drama she usually hears. Although Sabrina was not sure if it was her real voice or was just using that tone when talking to Gabriel. Still, it was unfamiliar to her. “Hello, Gab? Are you still there?” said the other line. Sabrina bit the bottom of her lips. She was not sure whether to answer it or not. But she could not get herself to end the call for some reason.

This time they answered. "Lani Ventures customer care speaking, how can we help you today?" A man's voice rang. "Good morning, I would like to speak with Malcolm Blake, please," I said in my good girl voice. "Aren't you supposed to be in school right now? Why are you fooling around with your parent's phone?" The man asked. "It's my phone, not my mum's. Just pass the phone to Malcolm Blake. Tell him his lookalike wants to speak with him," I ordered, sternly this time, imitating mummy.

I don’t need an extra hour to know this, he will do a good job. I turn to Steph. “Can you identify voices?” She hesitates. Her fingers curl into the fabric of her uniform. Fear flickers across her face, but she nods. “I… I’ll try.” Jake frowns. “Voices?” “I recorded them,” I explain. “I didn’t see their faces.” His eyes lift to mine. Understanding hits him instantly. He nods once. Then his tone changes quietly and controlled. “But Melissa, phones aren’t allowed while you’re working.”