Voice Novels & Stories

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

"I... am glad to have you in my life." He paused for a long moment before sighing and hanging up, knowing he would probably regret leaving that voicemail in the morning. But for now, he was happy.

POV Griffin Lance called his Grandmother as soon as we handed him a phone. After explaining the situation, Lance handed the phone over to Dad. Dad spoke with her for a few minutes outside in the hallway and came back shaking his head. "Your Grandma is something else, Lance." he smirked. "That she is." Lance agreed with a chuckle. Skol turned to the rest of us.

I turned to look at my phone to see it is 2 hours past training. " Shit .." I whispered . Wait.. "Who are you ! " I yelled " You know exactly who I am , Love " he said, calling me by an intimate name that made my legs squeeze together. Standing up to throw my covers back on my bed his sweet scent filled my room and I was drooling from it . I know exactly who it was . "Mate " Shiva said in a husky voice I turned on the light that was on the side table of my bed . I looked at him and goddess he looked sexy and pissed too.

" Ailee asked curiously. " I don't know " I'd no clue. Was someone trying to play a prank or something? My thoughts were interrupted when I heard my phone ring. " Walker " Upon hearing his voice my mood changed, we can say that I was happy waiting to be disturbed any time. " Yes, Mr. Salvatore " I answered as professional as possible. " I need you to send a birthday present to the address I sent on your email " he murmured making me wanna curse him. ' Why can't you do it yourself? '

The voice asks or more like commands. And suddenly for some inexplicable reason, I deliciously shiver at the harsh cold commanding tone of that voice. It was somewhere between warm honey and rich velvet with a domineering edge. Before I could even comprehend my reaction, the warm American accent of Noah resumes the phone speaker and he says urgently “Shit man I got to go. I forgot to go over some files. I promise I’ll call you before the trip about all the details concerning your stay in Monaco. I really have to rush. Bye!” with that, he quickly hangs up the phone.

their was a video attach to a bold meassge "bEFORE YOU REMOVE THE CAMERA LOOK AT THE VIDEO BEACUSE YOUR HUSBAND LIFE IS IN YOUR HAND " i click on the video and it was xavier in his office sitting and doing some work i thought it was old so i quickly called him to confirm. "the mintue he picked up in video the mintue i heared his voice , i didn,t said anything he looked at his phone to confirm i was on call. i wanted to tell him. but the next mail stop me .

All I have gоіng fоr mе іѕ mу smartphone in mу pocket. Thаnkѕ tо Rуаn, I’vе hаd the voice rесоrdеr gоіng ѕіnсе I called him fоr hеlр. Thе sound ԛuаlіtу mау bе mufflеd іn mу pocket, but іt’ѕ bеttеr thаn nоthіng at this роіnt. “Dеtесtіvе, this іnfоrmаtіоn іѕ аbоvе your pay grade. I ѕаіd, рut the gun dоwn.”

If yes, continue. Sir/Ma I am making a very BIG ANNOUNCEMENT on Monday by 3pm prompt to few people I respect and admire so much, and you are one of them. I am counting on you to be there to hear it in person. Sir would you make out time for me on Monday by 3pm? (Keep quiet and wait for answer). If no you respond... No problem sir. I was really counting on your presence. Bye If yes, That’s awesome sir. I knew I could always count on you. Thank for making out time for me. See you on Monday Bye.

I drafted a swift, casual text string to pair with the image before firing it straight to the stepsister from hell. "Hey Clara, just verifying—this diamond matches the exact clarity profile you wanted for the winter backdrop, right? I know how meticulous you get about the visual layout." I tapped send and let out a slow breath as the three animated dots danced across my screen. Suddenly... they vanished. A small microphone graphic materialized in their place. *Voicenote incoming...* I stalled for an entire hour, staring at the screen with mounting anxiety, before finally hitting the play icon. Absolutely nothing positive ever results from Clara sending an audi