Voice In My Head Book Novels & Stories

It came from inside my head. My heart almost stopped. “What the actual fuck,” I whispered aloud, stumbling backward so fast I nearly tripped over the edge of the bed. Silence. Then the voice sighed dramatically inside my skull. “Will you stop freaking out. It’s honestly embarrassing.” I stared blankly into space. Nope. Absolutely not. This had officially crossed into insanity. “Who the hell are you,” I thought immediately because apparently my brain decided that mentally responding to mystery voices was a normal thing now.

it warned, clear enough for me to finally realize it wasn’t real, it was just mine, just in my head. I sucked in a shaky breath, my lungs burning as I exhaled. I tried again, and the voice exploded in my head. “Don’t do it!” “Shut up,” I whispered, clutching my head. “Please… just shut up.” “You’re really going to do this?” the voice pressed, relentless. “You know Damien. He never gives without taking something back.” I lowered my phone, my fingers tightening around it as my heart slammed against my ribs, loud enough to feel exposed.

My vision goes black and hen a soft voice slides through the static in my head. 'I can make it stop,' it whispers. I freeze, every muscle in my body locking up. The voice isn't coming from outside. It's inside me. "No..." I manage, but it's barely even a sound. "Get out." 'You don't have to fight it,' it continues, speaking softly. 'Just let me in. I can take the pain away.' The datapad clatters beside me, the screen flashing. My head feels like it's going to explode, and there's a warm liquid trickling from my nose.

“I wonder who keeps talking to me. My wolf is least interested in my daily affairs and wakes up only when she has to speak ill about Chaz. She told me he was my mate and then she kept on badgering me to doubt him, distance myself from him and hate him…” ‘Use me, Zeve…’ I heard that voice again and rolled to my side. “Who are you?” I talked to that voice in my head. ‘Use me, Zeve…’ “What do you mean? Why do you keep saying to use you? How do I use you and for what?” ‘Your worries have influenced everyone connected to you. You aren’t helpless.’ The voice made me sit with a jerk. That was the first time she spoke sentences that long. “What!” My heart hammered against my ribs. “What are you talk

Because the moment she said it, it fit. Like it had been sewn into the lining of her voice all along. Calla – POV The second book wasn’t about the past. Not entirely. It was called “Instructions for Building a Voice.” And it was part memoir, part letter, part blueprint for others like me—raised by stories they didn’t write, born into silence they never chose. I wrote about the first letter I never sent. And the second one I did. I wrote about the woman who raised me with steady hands but fearful eyes.

My hands shook slightly as I ended the call. I changed quickly. Jeans. Hoodie. Shoes by the door. I kissed Aria gently on the forehead, adjusted the blanket around her, and whispered that I’d be back soon. As I grabbed my keys and turned toward the door, something strange happened. A voice, gentle but bright, spoke clearly inside my head. Finally. You can hear me. I froze. I hadn’t heard a sound out loud. It wasn’t coming from the hallway or the apartment. It was inside me, threaded through my mind like silk through fabric.

I pressed my hand against my chest. "Who are you?" I whispered. Kael looked confused. "Elara?" I took a slow breath. "I think... the voice is in my head." Silence fell between us. Kael studied my face. "You're serious." "Yeah." He didn't laugh. He didn't dismiss it either. Instead, he crossed his arms and thought for a moment. "Tell me exactly what you hear." Before I could answer, the voice spoke again. Clearer this time. I am yours.

I focused and thought his name once, and suddenly I heard his silky smooth voice in my head say, ‘Hey, baby. “Whoa! What?!” I freaked out and shook my head, taking two large steps away from him, not expecting his voice to come to me so clearly. It was like when you have a song stuck in your head and you hear it a certain way in your head, but then you put your headphones in and you really hear it clearly – this was like putting in headphones. Everyone laughed at my outburst. I exhaled and looked between all of them, “Okay, so I can summon others, but others can summon me? How does that work?”

Aurora’s Pov I screamed so loud that my throat burned. My heart pounded against my ribs as I clutched my chest, struggling to process what had just happened. There was a voice, a real, talking voice, inside me. Ryan stepped closer, his expression calm despite my full-blown panic. “Relax,” he said. “It’s already part of you. You have to get used to it.” I shot him a glare. “Get used to it? Something just spoke inside my head, Ryan!”

You need to stand up for yourself. I nearly jump out of my seat as the voice comes back. Over the last six months, I have been hearing a voice in my head, talking to me, and I know that can’t be good. I haven’t told anyone about it, but I’m pretty sure I’m losing my mind. Maybe all the shit that has happened to me in the past has finally just made me snap. You’re not losing your mind, you idiot. You need to start listening to me. You can’t ignore me forever. I’m trying to help you.