Voice Of Finn นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He could imagine her asking after his wellbeing through their special link but kept his eyes focused on the lady. “We need the exact memory fro….from...” Finn's voice shook and he coughed then, looking away, his cheeks burning red with embarrassment. “I understand Sir.” She responded before getting to work, standing right in front of the girl. “Irene.” Finn called, his voice bitingly cold. “No pain, just project the memory for us to see.” She blinked at him thrice before turning back to continue her job, no signs to indicate she heard what he said, her hands moving to place itself on the lady's chest.

I called out. Rather than shouting, the volume was projected using the exact same clear, warm, and impossible to ignore voice usually reserved for speeches. Finn’s head snapped up immediately, and upon making eye contact, his eyes went wide behind his glasses before the urge to run flashed across his face for a split second. Don't run, Parker, the silent plea willed him to stick to the script.

"Don't lie to me. I know you can speak." Sure, I could speak, but my voice sounded terrible because it had been ruined when someone poured boiling water down my throat. But judging from what he said, maybe he wanted to hear me speak? "F-Finnie…" I croaked, suppressing the discomfort in my throat as I slowly and carefully tried to speak. My voice cracked and sounded frightening. Finnegan was stunned for a moment when he heard me. Then, a look of mock and disdain appeared in his eyes. "Disgusting."

Chapter Seventy-two “I’m going to kill him.” Finn’s voice echoed violently through the car as he sped down the street, his knuckles whitening against the steering wheel. “I’m going to kill that old man!” he snarled again, his eyes blazing with a fury that could scorch anything in its path.

Finnic shook his head stiffly. The curve of his lips had now receded. "No, Sophie. There's no point in me being sorry. It's just …." "You feel guilty?" The girl raised an eyebrow. Finnic nodded. A second later, his face seemed to have aged five years. "There's something I have to confess to you. I'm not as good as you imagine, Sophie. I'm a vengeful person." Sophia folded her arms, listening. Her brows were slightly furrowed, racking her brain. "What have you done?"

None other than Tine. Many people are here now, even my older brother and his teammates. I’m not happy, I want to walk out but I don’t want to embarrass Tine. (Song playing: Ngiti by: Ronnie Liang) Tine's voice is so beautiful and this is just the first time I've heard him sing. All the students here today shuddered but I just kept quiet. He lowered his guitar and came in front of me.

he said gently, "We've just had some ourselves." She raised an eyebrow, "You have learned something?" she asked, seeming surprised, and Finn shook his head, giving a short laugh. "No, I don't think so," he said, "It was Yannick, from Silver Waters. He certainly made some wild claims, but.." he trailed off, watching her reaction, which seemed annoyed. "But you are sceptical?" she finished for him, and Finn nodded.

“And talking loud about it doesn’t make you less scared.” That landed. Hard enough that two of them looked away at once. No one liked being named accurately. Finn, who had been half under a BMW for the last ten minutes and contributing very little beyond the occasional remark, rolled himself out on the creeper and grinned up at the ceiling. “Ah, there it is. Morning encouragement from our future fearless leader. Really gets the blood singing.”

It was a waiting silence. “Let me try,” said a young man named Finn, one of the Wardens who had accompanied them. He was a gifted singer, known for his clear, strong voice. He cupped his hands around his mouth and called out a simple, friendly greeting into the valley. “Hello-o-o-o!” The valley should have sent back a cheerful, fading echo. Instead, the sound warped. It came back distorted, stretched thin and sharp, like a sob. “Hurt… lo-o-o-o…”

a raspy voice answered and his lips widened into a smile. That wasn’t Finn’s voice. “You’re Finn’s twin” “Bingo” he answered quickly and a harsh cough followed. He placed a cloth over his mouth as he coughed hard until his eyes reddened. “I’m Fenrir” he said when the cough finally subsided. I looked over at King Leonidas. “I didn’t know….” “Oh don’t be troubled by it. Nobody knows about me. I’m my family’s dirty little secret” “Don’t speak of yourself like that” King Leonidas scolded.