Voice Actor Lines Novels & Stories

Steve’s panicked voice rushed through the line. “You have to believe me—I had nothing to do with that recording!” Serena scoffed, tightening her grip on the phone. “Nothing to do with it? Steve, it’s your voice! You expect me to believe someone just magically created a fake recording that sounds exactly like you?” “I swear to you, I don’t remember ever saying those words!” Steve insisted. “I mean, yes, that’s my voice, but I would never say something like that. I don’t even talk like that!”

He rebutted. Yes, yes, my reasoning is stupid. He didn’t intentionally want to get caught in their trap, but I have to blame someone... *Sighs in frustration.* “Will the two of you quiet down over there?” I heard one of the men’s voice command from outside the cave. I don’t know whose voice, but I’m sure it wasn’t Ryker. His voice sounds deeper and scarier. Somewhat like Drax’s voice, but Drax’s is less harsh, and more soothing. It’s somewhere between Morgan Freeman and Darth Vader. Except, it doesn’t give me ‘dangerous villain’ vibes.

I thought for a second. Then I began dictating. “Have him say this.” Mr. Smith turned toward me. “You realize what you’re about to unleash, right?” “Yeah,” I said calmly. “That’s the point.” Sam waited. I spoke slowly so the system would capture every word perfectly. “Begin recording.” A soft tone signaled the start. “Say this,” I continued. “My name is Charles Rothschild.” Sam synthesized the line instantly, playing it back through the speakers. The voice was identical.

"Hello young master Decker, I'm Emmie Ogiem , I'm your secretary." A melodious voice coming from the other line .

He just listened. I watched Lucian’s face. I expected to see anger. I expected confirmation. Instead, I saw his face go slack with shock. "Speaker," a voice said on the other end. It was a command. Lucian pressed the speaker button. "Who is this?" Lucian demanded. "You have had a difficult evening, Mr. Drakov," the voice said. It was smooth, modulated, and completely unrecognizable. It wasn't Damian’s voice. It wasn't anyone we knew.

Ricky said in a pathetic voice that was supposed to be an imitation of Mark Henry's voice. "Really? Omg thank you. So there's one of your employee I happened to be friends with, she's struggling with addiction and I'm her sponsor, I don't want her slipping into bad habits again so can you please like double her shift and increase her pay so that she could spend more time working instead of thinking of pills and drugs.." I continued in a sweet voice, her face was in complete disbelief. "Wow, that's really thoughtful of you, I'm so happy humans like you exist, you are literally an angel and I hope she gets better, of course I will like to help too," I imitated his voice. "Can you stop at the —

It was Ricky. A sweet smile appeared on my face. Yet, I heard a robotic voice. “I am sorry. The number you dial is in the middle of a call. Please call again later.” After that, I switched to another language. “Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is busy now. Please redial later.” On the other side of the line, he said in a grievance, “Don’t you want to answer my call?” “I was just joking.” I cleared my throat and explained.

I stammered on the other line. The voice man slightly reacts like he is smirking because of its strange tone before finally speaking. "You'll know in the next day or month. Now, I'm glad you're doing well. I'll be back, soon." I wanted to speak immediately but all I heard was a broken line.

Xavier said, holding his head with his hands in frustration, while Antonio shivered in fear. "Sir, someone's calling you," Xavier's assistant said, handing him his phone. Xavier collected it and picked up the call. What he heard next made him freeze. "Hello, Mr. Xavier, or should I say Mr. X?" The person on the line probably used AI to alter his voice, because it sounded heavy. "Who the hell are you!?" Xavier said, his voice rising. The person on the line laughed, a loud, evil laugh.

Bianca said, spat on my face, and left. UNKNOWN POV** "Hello." A voice came through from the other side of the line. "Hi," I replied. "Let's meet," I said and cut the call. I smirked.