Voice Actor For Sebastian Michaelis Novels & Stories

The screen went dark for half a second. Then a new video appeared. Aurora’s breath caught. Sebastian Virelli filled the screen. The recording had clearly been made recently. The background was dim, the lighting minimal, but his face was unmistakable. Sharp. Composed. Dangerous. And those eyes. They looked directly into the camera as if he were staring straight at Aurora. The room went silent. Sebastian spoke calmly. “Adrian… Victor… Marcus… Lucien… Rafael.” He paused slightly. A faint smile touched his lips.

“Hello,” A deep voice said, “Your death angel is at my arm’s length.” “Don’t you fucking dare touch her! Who are you?” Sebastian barked into the phone. “I won’t touch her. My bullet will!” The voice laughed. “Who the hell are you? What do you want?” Sebastian shouted, slamming his hand on the steering wheel. “I’ve more important things to handle than reintroducing myself to you. Give some task to your lazy men!’ he said, and Sebastian heard a gunshot before the call abruptly ended.

Sebastian is still unaware of who I'm speaking to, but the shift in his features is enough for me to believe that he's gathering an idea. "Oh, Leslie. Good to hear from you. Have you thought over the offer? The Quintanilla's would love to work with you. I hope you know that." In the couple of months that I have known Sebastian, I have never, and I mean never, seen a smile disappear from his face as quickly as it has now. That voice—that dark, sexy, mysterious, charming, heart-stopping voice sends ice through Sebastian's heart; the look on Sebastian's face is worth more than mere words could describe.

Sebastian ignored him though, and stood in front of me. "Can I talk to you for a sec." He said, his stupid deep voice sending goosebumps all over my body. Man, that accent was everything. No wonder girls and gay boys be melting for him. I tried to appear angry but dammit, I was fluttering hard inside. "What the fuck are you doing here, Burkhart?"Reggie tried again as he stepped forward. Sebastian popped the lollipop off his mouth and glared at Reggie. "I'm not here to talk to you, so back off."

"No communication with anyone related to Christian Scott. Virtually or physically. And you'll be even watched when you're going to talk to my attorney if that's needed. Make sure you watch your tongue while talking to Advocate Sebastian" "Advocate Sebastian isn't that scary", the familiar voice freezes me. It's Sebastian!

Beatrix corrected him. "Ah, yeah. But still, when you laugh it seems like a falling cherry blossom flower." He said dramatically. "Whoa! But it's a bit cheesy." She liked talking to him. As he was kind of cute and friendly. "But I'm impressed." Beatrix flashed a smile at him and he acted like dying holding his heart. "Oh, Jesus. You will kill me with your killer smile, Missy." Beatrix shook her head laughing at his acting. "Oh, by the way, I'm Sebastian. Sebastian Knight." Forwarding his hand at Beatrix he introduced himself

I sensed Sebastian’s gaze burning holes in the side of my face, which was what pulled me back to the land of the living. “Will you relax a little?” His voice was ragged, gravel, and very much throaty. I don’t know if it was the moans spilling in from the big speakers mounted on the walls of my room, surrounding us in sensuality that transformed his voice. But whatever it was, it made it rich, and all things ‘fuck me’.

Sebastian was speechless. His face immediately turned incredibly cold. The voice he heard was very unknown and very greasy. It was different from Marcus’s warmth, different from Zayn’s kindness, and different from Nigel’s casual and easygoing manner. The voice was incredibly different from Holden’s arrogant but gentle and melancholic voice. Sebastian had never heard the voice on the phone before, and it was an incredibly foreign voice. Hearing such disgusting words on the phone, Sebastian remained calm.

The screen displayed one word. UNKNOWN The room became still. Victor immediately stepped forward. “Don’t answer.” Vivienne looked equally alarmed. Which was exactly why Elara did. She pressed accept. The line crackled. Then… A familiar voice filled the room. “Hello, Aurora.” Sebastian. Every muscle in her body tightened. The smile in his voice was unmistakable. He was enjoying this. Of course he was. “What do you want?” A soft laugh echoed through the speaker. “Straight to business.”

“The son of that ambassador who incessantly hit on Sebastian that time at the zoo?” There was no missing Michael’s amusement this time, which was punctuated with a loud snort. “I wish. But no.” Sebastian lazily flipped his friend the finger. “Who is it, Michael?” “You’re going to love this one, Seb,” he said, a smirk sliding over his lips. “It's Taliana Avilla.” Sebastian choked on his coffee, causing Marcus to pat him hard on the back. After the coughing spell passed, he stared at his friend in shock.