Voice Acting Scripts Female Mga Nobela at Kwento

She said in her signature high-pitched voice. "Oh, the famous Carrie!" The Gamma snickered, he was aware of my history with this female. "Should I take it as bad news?" She pouted her lips and crossed her arms across her chest. I looked at the two Alphas who were now busy discussing on their own. "I think I should take you away from here..." I whispered in Alia´s ear to which she replied with a nod but before I could scoop her up, another female voice came. "Alphas, good morning..."

I straightened my back without thinking, like posture alone could protect me. “Hello,” I said. I forced my voice steady. Kept it even. Neutral. Like this was just another call. Like my chest wasn’t tight. “Selene,” a woman’s voice said. Smooth. Cool. Every word placed carefully. “This is Mireille Voss.” There it was. I swallowed. “Yes,” I replied. “Good evening.” She hummed softly, the sound polite but distant. “Good evening. I hope I’m not calling too late.”

I feel a cold, gloved hand on my cheek, and I flinch. “The boss is a her,” the voice purrs, rasps. It sounds like it’s coming from someone who has a bad habit of smoking. It sounds feminine still, but… damaged. Damaged in a way that I can’t explain. “And I am the boss.”

I get that a lot especially with the scars on my face,my rare height and body type. Lord Vince moved and we followed heading to the staircase that leads to the second floor. As we drew closer, the groans, grunting ,butt slapping and moans became clearer and louder. "Yeah,sweet thing, yeah, you got a good cunt. Yeah, you were made for fucking!" A male voice growled. "Get over the commentary and fuck me harder, don't bore me!" The female voice snapped back. "Haha! You are going out of character. You are supposed to be a victim".

A set of feet crossing a hard floor, and a girlish giggle. "Get the door!" A female voice shouts, "I'm not ready!" I smirk, knowing who that voice belongs to; she sounds nervous. At least I'm not alone in this. "Make dad do it! I'm watching Victorious!" "No! Dad has work to do! Adrianna! Get the door! Seriously!" Virginia sighs, exasperated. I sigh and roll my eyes, "I can let myself in if you're busy?" I call, knowing their sensitive wolf hearing will catch my words.

Grace whispered, “That’s creepy.” Another three knocks. Knock. Knock. Knock. A calm voice followed. “I know you’re listening.” It wasn’t Victor Kane. It wasn’t Adrian. And it certainly wasn’t Lucien. The voice belonged to a woman. Young. Confident. Unafraid. “Dr. Voss…” “I’d rather not damage your laboratory.” Daniel stepped closer to the intercom. “Identify yourself.” A brief laugh answered him. “You’ll know my name soon enough.”

"The way you stand. The way you speak." ​Vesh paused. The silence stretched, heavy and suffocating. ​"We all remind someone of something, Alpha," Vesh said softly. The modulator glitched for a second, and the voice sounded… human. Female? ​No. Impossible. ​"Get some sleep," Vesh said, the deep rasp returning. "You look like hell." ​He walked out. ​I stood there, staring at the empty doorway. My heart was pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

a female voice spoke from the dark. It was her voice. The flat, synthesized, freezing rasp of the voice modulator. Vesper. I leaned my head back against the chair, a cold, ruthless smile spreading across my lips despite the chains binding me. I kept my voice low, dropping it into a dangerous register that radiated absolute authority. "You play a very dangerous game, Vesper. Pulling me out of my own wedding? Locking me in a basement? Let me go. Right now. Before I decide to tear your little shadow network apart piece by piece."

Pear got the message and lowered his head. Before anyone could say something we heard a screeching female voice that I recognized easily. F*ck, why she needs to ruin everything. "Darling!"

"Thank you for---" Gray suddenly pulled her phone and stopped the video. "So, I guess that's it. That's your original voice. You were dead-ass wasted so you were slurring but that's the closest we have." "I wanna see the rest," said Zia. But Gray ignored her. She snatched Zia's phone. "Okay, I'll call him now." "Wait, let's practice the voice first." "Okay." Gray cleared her throat. "Ah...ahh...now do I sound like you?"