Voice Actor Lines Novels & Stories

The voice that just spoke is not Serin's because obviously it is a guy's voice. But hearing a different person instead of Serin on the other line doesn't dishearten Jeremy because he knows that voice. It's familiar. "Good afternoon. May I speak with your boss?" Jeremy tried his best to hide his shaky voice. "I'm sorry but may I know who this is first? We can't just transfer this call to our boss unless we confirm who is calling on the other line. I am very sorry, sir. But I'm only following an order."

I walked straight to my car, sliding into the driver's seat. The voice on the other end of the line as I answered was distorted. Electronically altered beyond recognition. I couldn't identify if it belonged to a male or female. Old or young. Or even a hint at the race. Just flat mechanical sounds. "Mr. Moretti. I was beginning to think you’d gone to sleep." "Who are you?" It wasn't a question. It was a demand. "That's not how this works." A pause calibrated for maximum discomfort. "You've had two days. You and your mother. Very generous of me. Don't push me."

Static sounds came through. I waited for the caller to speak first. The voice on the other end was distorted when it finally came through. It seemed like it was badly processed through some kind of voice changer that only made it flat and genderless. "You are not the only one who knows who he is. We'll take him from you." I made to speak. "You will no—" The line went dead.

He disgusted me. "Good morning. Did you sleep well? Did I bother you with the noise?" He smirked. How could he not know how loud he was? I frowned, glaring at him as I headed for the door. He explained, "I'm a voice actor. I need the quiet of the night to be able to come up with different voice scenarios." He smiled and looked at me lewdly. "I'm sure you'd understand that some voices can't be done in the office."

Not a bored, automated one. This voice was… fuck. It was the auditory equivalent of expensive whiskey and sex appeal. It was low, velvety, and so fucking confident. “You’ve reached V. Tell me what you need tonight.” I froze. My mouth went dry. All the witty, sarcastic comebacks I’d prepared evaporated. All that came out was a shaky, “Uh. Hi.” A soft, knowing chuckle. It vibrated right through the phone and down my spine, settling low in my belly.

I mumbled, my voice thick with sleep. There was a brief pause, and then a robotic, pitchy voice came through the line, sending a chill down my spine. "Leave Joaquin or else Haven will get hurt." I bolted upright, my heart pounding in my chest. "Who is this?" I demanded, my voice shaking. "Why are you threatening me?" The voice on the other end let out a distorted laugh that sounded eerie and unnatural. "That's none of your business. Leave his house tomorrow and resign from your job, or you'll get what you deserve." The call ended abruptly, leaving me staring at my phone in disbelief.

he said to the caller. "Hello," the voice repeated. The voice on the other end was like that of a little child. "Do you know who is on the line?" the child like voice asked. "Yes, I do. You are the same person that called me earlier to inform me about the plot against Lucas," I answered. The voice was very similar to the one that called me and reported Lucas's cast to me. "Ok, so were you able to save the wolf hunter from his enemies?" the voice asked.

Whatever will be, will be. Before my tears successfully land on both of my flaming with hotness, soft cheeks, I decided it was enough for the drama. And speaking of halting the drama, just in time, I received the signal from both Chuck and Philip. According to the text message they had sent me, they were now on their chosen position and were now ready for the big suspense. At this point, it’s Rabiya’s signal that I was waiting before I would finally perform my final voice acting. While waiting for her ‘go signal,’ I exercised my voice first and I had done several voice acting practices to assure that I would not make any mistakes later. I recalled all the voices that I could copy and tried t

Assuming it was Luke I immediately answered the call with a smile on my lips. "Hello, my love." I was open and inevitably thrilled even though I couldn’t see it. He’s been texting me before, that you thought was how I could. "My life, my ass." The creepy voice I heard from the other line. My eyes immediately glanced at Kevina, he immediately turned to my seat while still waving. "W -who's that?" I asked weakly while nervous. "You don't need to know, Elle." Answer from the other line. "W-what do you need!" I emphasize that words are just enough for the speaker on the other line to hear.

His mind froze. “Listen, something happened to her and she's sorta... Missing. I'd like to meet you up soon and ask you a couple of questions that I cannot ask over the line.” Seven was unable to speak. He must have had a mini-stroke. “Seven are you there? I know this call might come off as odd, but you have got to believe me.” The croaky voice over the line was a mature man. However, his terminology was modern-teens. Seven definitely would believe anything at this point.