Voice Actor For Sebastian Michaelis Novels & Stories

My voice was low and deeper than I thought I could manage. Sebastian's lips curled into a smile, the kind that makes his eyes shine and makes me want to kiss his lips so badly, I teeter on my last thread. And then this man goes ahead to lick his lips and just paused on letting his bottom lip out, so it was just halfway through. I sucked in a breath.. "You...." Sebastian's voice was husky, he paused like he was deciding what to say. "You are unbelievably sexy when you are feisty." Bam!

Johan finally gave in, “And while we’re at it, why don’t you tell me what the hell’s wrong with his voice?!” “Well...” Dorin paused, “You see, Seb’s voice is very... suggestive...” he tried to explain. Johan stared at him with an eyebrow raised. Seb slapped his forehead with his palm. [I’m an enchanter] Seb wrote for Johan, [My voice has the power to command people] “And you want to command me?!” Johan retorted, his face turning red with anger. [No. As I said, I’m sorry for what I did while I was drunk]

the man added, his voice trembling slightly as he stared at the completely disassociated expression on his boss's face. “I am being too much?” Sebastian turned his head slowly, his eyes pinning the other man to his seat. He spoke with an eerie, unnatural calmness that made the temperature inside the vehicle drop instantly. “I am being too assertive?” he asked again. He spoke with a perfectly measured voice, as if a mathematician were calculating the exact trajectory of his words before they came out.

Sebastian “You do realize drowning yourself in whiskey won’t fix your life, right?” The voice drifted from somewhere behind me, low and taunting, slicing through the fog of my drunken thoughts. I didn’t bother to turn. Hell, I wasn’t even sure if the voice was real or just another trick of my spinning brain. “Sebastian Lancaster,” the voice called again, louder this time, crisp with amusement. “The golden boy of Manhattan, the man whose face owns half the magazines in New York… and here he is, rotting in a bar like a washed-up has-been.”

That's wrong in your head, and look, between your age and mine, I should be the prejudiced one, but in the end you are. Sebastian looks at Willian, trying to follow his reasoning, while shutting up the voices in his head. the voices that mocked him. The voices that called him sissies. The voices that pointed to the downhill slope of his career as CEO. He was a mess. - Are you in love with Theo? Sebastian froze and lowered his head again. When he answers, he does it with all sincerity.

The man stretched into the car through the window, and unbuckled Sebastian’s seat belt. Before Sebastian was completely out, a voice rang in his ear. “There’s nothing in this world I can’t control, be it hearts or lives! Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her.” His voice changed as he spoke. He spoke in a mature, deep voice at first, but said his last sentence in the voice of a young boy. The tone he spoke in sounded vaguely familiar, as if he had heard it from somewhere before. Someone who spoke to Rosalie in that same way…

Sebastian always aced in the football and basketball games we had way back. Currently, Sebastian Wills is a 26 year old Assistant Team Leader in the Special Weapons and Tactics, Esturnburg Branch. I had been receiving countless promises and updates that the culprits would be found, until last night when the sound of Sebastian's call jilted me out of my short sleep. Rubbing my eyes, I received Sebastian's call. “Yeah!" I uttered, my voice very evident of sleep. “You sleeping by this time man?!" Sebastian asked. “7pm? You are still a softie!" His husky voice hollered at the other end.

[Apparitions] SEBASTIAN His concerned voice resonated in my ears as the words left his lips. Rory’s tall and muscular frame stood a few good inches over me. Black, medium-length hair framed his chiseled cheekbones and tan features. He guided me to the couch, pushing me down onto it. He then dashed over to the pitcher of water on the desk and poured me a glass, handing it to me. “Sebastian, what happened? I came in here to find you screaming. I’ve not seen you this distraught since...” he trailed off; his crestfallen face parallel to the carpeted wooden flooring.

Michael introduced. "Oh" I say after I manage to recover from my shock. "Hi" I smiled. More like try to smile. He nods at me then turns and walks inside. "Does he talk?" I whispered as we walk in behind Sebastian. "Of course he does" Michael scoffs sat me as if I was being ridiculous. I admire the decor as we go. Very italian style. "Someone is here for you" Sebastian speaks to someone I can't see. "Who?" I recognize the voice immediately.

Sebastian wasn't ready to open his eyes because he was certain it would either be Micheal or Leo and he had nothing to say to them about Nathan. For goodness sake, they needed to learn the hard way that no matter how they tortured him, he would never say exactly what they wanted to hear. He heaved deeply, not planning to utter a word as well, but the voice Sebastian heard shocked him to his bones… It wasn't Leo and neither was it Micheal… it was different, a different voice that he wasn't even expecting to hear and that instantly made him open his head almost immediately he heard the voice. The person standing just a few inches away from him, it was…..