How should I know? Chapter 10: Do you know where you stand?
the voice in my head returned. i ignored the voice and focus at the monster charging at me. time seemed too had slowed down when i shot an ice beam at its feet and trailed it back to me.
The Grandmaster of Sarthas - Chapter 11
the voice said. the spirit became disturbed. "but my lord..." the voice interrupted. "it is not time for you to join me yet chui. there is more i require of you before you may join your brothers and sisters." the voice said.
The Universal Tournament
You fight or die," said the voice that dripped with malice. "fine, kill me then. i will not cooperate," razial said as the voice laughed. "oh, no. we can't have that. perhaps a little persuasion is needed.
Shadows of the Night - Part 1
the voices laughed louder. "no. not true. i have not created you. i know i have not asked you to kill." yand hollered back at the voices. "yess, yous have!" the voices insisted. "your chaoss told uss so! it told uss to kill at basstion.
Anomani
Taking a quiet look around he tries to find the source of the voice, as well as trying to understand just what the voice had said.
The Dancer
You just love fucking men like me," the voice resonated between his ears. "nnngh, you'll do anything for me. you have no greater pleasure." the voice paused.
Controlled
Electrum glared at the phone as if the device was somehow to blame for the voice coming from the recording. as the wolf now expected, his body started obeying the voice for some reason.
The Interview (Part 1)
the voice purrs, "i do have an opening," the voice is paced, slowly...methodically, "but it means a bit of travel. you may be working at several different venues."
Twisted Smiles
voice is gone and once more all seems and feels so wrong salted water pours from the crack now soon after, the voice is back a lurking shadow that isn't there it brings you along, though you fear where when gray thoughts turn deep blue the voice will
The Best Gift
"i'm sorry," huskily whispered the voice, "what was that?" "ungh!" he cried, as the finger jabbed back him again. "was that 'sex'?" purred the voice. what little was left of luther's brain finally became more excited than terrified.
What We've Written
the voice of art still struggles to be heard. with all that writers have writ or inferred, yes even stories written to cause fright, there is a power in the written word, the voice of art still struggling to be heard.
The Halo: An Incident Involving The Man Up There
I was scared to step into the bathroom but i couldn't help feeling like i was abandoning the voice. i needed to know that the voice still lived. it was turning into an obsession.