روايات وقصص ضمن Voice In My Head Book

GINA'S POV “Why don't you confess and get this over with?” “Confess about what exactly?” “You know what you have to confess about. Don't play dumb.” Voices! The voices in my head were going wild. Voices in my head? No, they're not in my head. It was me and a voice just on the other side of the wall. It's a f**king voice on the other side of the wall—a voice I had been speaking with beyond the damn wall.

But the voices in my head wouldn’t shut up. My head kept replaying everything ruthlessly, making my chest hurt. I felt so tired…. So unbelievably tired. “What if it just… stopped?” The thought invaded my head. I stared at my desk, looking at the bottle of aspirin sitting there. I didn’t remember buying it, maybe Sonia had. My brain felt slow. The voice came back. “You can quiet the voices in your head forever. Stop it all forever.” My legs moved before I fully realized it and I grabbed the bottle. My fingers trembled as I twisted the cap open, hesitating for just a second. Then the noise in my head got louder again.

While looking for an answer to this nonsense situation, Vincent suddenly heard a voice inside his head. [“Who? My girlfriend? And why do you like to see her?”] He freeze and pondered about the voice he heard. What was that? Why did he hear Brett’s voice? His head started to hurt like hell, as if there are ringing bells inside his brain. “Argh. I shouldn’t have drank too much,” he said, massaging his temples. “But seriously, what the f*ck was that?” Vincent thought if he had a dream about Brett. If it was true, it was hella creepy to think that he’s taking someone so annoying in his abyss.

I started hating them for making me feel like a failure. I didn’t hear the voice after that. Sometimes I feel that the voice was just my imagination. That voice bred such intense curiosity within me that I was dying to decipher the contents of the book too. My heart came into my mouth when I heard that same spooky voice in my head.‘Liam, come to me………’ I gripped the edge of the sofa. I didn’t want to listen to it this time. I didn’t want to be a slave of a voice that didn’t even have a form.

This Merry-Go-Round we call life sure can be a bitch. I sighed heavily and opened my mouth to speak, to tell her that I was scared, to let her in on all the worries that were still plaguing me. But before I got the chance, a shiver ran up my spine, and loud voices echoed in my head. I closed my eyes, dropped my chin and grabbed at the sides of my face. Though covering my ears was futile, the voices weren’t coming from around us, they were being flashed through. I hit the side of my head, thinking that would lower the volume. It didn’t, obviously. A flash of anger rolled through me, and I quickly looked up at Gunner. He was shaking his head with his fingers to his temple, an angered look plas

“The baby is speaking inside my head.” The words left my mouth before I could stop them. For a moment, no one moved. Damon stared at me as if he had not heard correctly. Lucian blinked once. Cassian did not react at all. But I felt it again. The small voice. Soft. Calm. Clear. Not outside. Inside. I pressed my hand against my temple. “It’s happening again.” Damon stepped closer immediately. “What is?” “The voice.”

" I smiled and shook my head. I put my hand on my lap and focused on the voices in my head. I bite my lips as the voices slowly become more apparent. Earlier, the voices were chaotic, and I couldn't understand any of them, and it hurt my head, but now every word is clear, as if the person is talking in front of me. King Leroy is talking about the hellhounds and those insects who attack children, but I'll keep my focus on the voice in my head. I only refocus on the people inside the room when King Leroy says everyone can leave now. Alona and Dalton smiled at me before they left the room. "Amir, can you hear Alona and Alpha Dalton thought? " "Yes, they are Loyal to us. " Amir smiled. "Why do y

Travis whispered comfortingly. ‘That’s because you know who you belong to’ A voice just whispered in my head. I froze. It sounded like Damien’s voice again. I looked around the room yet could not see anyone. Why was my mind playing tricks on me by making me hear his voice when he is not here at this University? I felt like I was going insane!

I nodded my head as I placed the glass on top of the center table, "yes, Ma'am, thank you for your kindness." I felt the vibrations of the voice in my head grunting in approval. I don't know how or why it was happening, all I know is that the vibrations were getting louder with each second that was passing. It felt as if the voice wanted to get out of my head and roar everywhere and to everyone. "I have never seen you before," the kind lady commented as she assisted me in sipping the water, "are you here to read books?" I blinked, trying to center my attention and consciousness to the goal I have in mind— to get a job!

Valyne My heart kept pounding, the voice I had heard back then said the exact same thing, something was blocking it, and I could bet my life that it had more to do with the mark on my neck than on any other mysterious thing. She looked at me doubtfully, “We’ll have to examine you to find out what could be blocking it then.” The others nodded, “But, I’ve heard a voice in my head. If that’s what you’re talking about." I said instantly, if these women got into my head, everything I fought so hard to hide will be gone in seconds.