William Afton Ai Voice Novels & Stories

a little innocent girlie voice sounded from afar as she walked into the light. "And you are?"William asked her as he was looking at her with surprise on his face. "I'm Seraphina. What's your name?"Seraphina asked William. "I'm William. Prince of the Lumen pack."William replied to her and gestured to her to sit beside him as the two werewolf soldiers looked at them from afar and smiled at each other.

hisses Elliona "Absolutly not, Hearing your voice just makes my little sister start straining darling" to William from across Chloe. “YOU WILLIAM KIM. YOU ARE A MANIAC MAN SEX..." "You want my stock, don't you? Now come down, I'm waiting for you" said William, arriving before Elliona finished with all forms of swearing. "WHAT?"

A clone. My stomach dropped. That bastard. He’d used my son’s essence to craft a fake, a psychic echo. A trap. And I had walked right into it. Ashton noticed it too. His jaw clenched. “That’s not William, right?” “yes,” I whispered, rage boiling to the surface,“It’s a fucking trick.” The General chuckled. “Oh, don’t pout, ex luna. He was such a beautiful copy. The real one’s not as charming these days. Screams too much and goddess, he can kill.”

Maru said to the lady voice. "Affirmative, Maru." The female voice replied. "Good. Do you have a name, madame?" Maru asked once more to the lady's voice. He was curious about this woman. "Affirmative, Maru. I'm an Artificial Intelligence System." The female voice responded to Maru.

From this position, she reached toward a nearby chair and carefully placed her phone on its seat, the device already prepared with the recording she had obtained from Olivia. Her fingers trembled slightly as she activated the playback, but she managed to start the artificial audio without fumbling. The voice that emerged from her phone's speaker was unmistakably Liam's, created using the same AI software that Olivia had used to fabricate the original recording that had caused so much pain and confusion. "Oh really?" Liam's synthesized voice sounded from the phone, the tone casual and interested exactly as she had programmed it to be. "Yes," Deborah replied aloud, continuing her side of the f

He let out a low, vibrating growl that shook the very floorboards. "Do not struggle, Bianca," the voice said. The tone changed. It was no longer the cold, mechanical drone. It shifted, the pitch rising, the cadence smoothing out. It became a perfect, haunting mimicry of a human woman. Bianca’s blood turned to ice. She knew that voice. She heard it every time she looked in a mirror. She heard it when she spoke to Dante in the dark. The speakers crackled, and then, in Bianca’s own exact voice—her tone, her inflection, her hidden tremor—the AI spoke:

Our gazes locking, I took it, “nice to meet you too, Aaron. My name is Eleanor. Only my family calls me Elly.” “Eleanor,” he corrected himself., unoffended, “I hope we can get close enough for me to have the privilege of calling you Elly.” My smile grew, “I hope so too.” “Well, I ship it.” William said from the background. “What?” I quirked a brow at him. The William I knew would never, in a gazillion years, allow any guy close to me, talk more of any of his friends. In fact, I was strictly off limits to guys.

There was silence on the other end at first. Then— “William.” Ava’s voice filled the room. Soft. Broken. Vanessa’s stomach dropped. William? She calls him by his first name? And that wasn’t the voice of a student asking about grades. That was the voice of someone unraveling. “William, please,” Ava continued, her breath shaky. “I need to talk to you.” William’s face drained of color. Vanessa crossed her arms over her chest, her nails digging into her skin. “Ava,” William said tightly. “This is not an appropriate time.”

The pads looked extremely realistic, so Adrian was embarrassed, even though he knew William was a man. “I will give you 30 seconds to put on your clothes!” “Alright, sweetie!” Adrian cringed as William said it again in a dainty female voice. After changing, William raised his phone and said, “She texted me!” “Are you prepared for this?” Adrian asked as he looked at the screen and saw a location on G****e Maps. “Without a doubt! I just need to act as a beautiful spy. It’s not difficult for me because I like that every day!”

This voice seemed familiar, Oh my God, It is William's voice. "In half an hour, I’ll be at the end of your street.” he declares "No, no but William, it's dinner time! I can't go out…” I protest, almost scared at his audacity to call me out. "If you come I'll make you enjoy it like you made me enjoy it last time,” he states confidently, leaving me in shock. What's with boys and girls these days? How and when did they become so outrageous and bold? "And it's ON whether you like it or not, but I am sure you WILL,” he says emphasizing on WILL