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Description

Matthew has done numerous audiobooks in a variety of styles. From thrillers to erotica, he can perform many different accents and characters.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US New York, New Jersey, Bronx, Brooklyn) North American (US West Coast - California, Portland) North American (US Western)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
back at the Johnsons, Lee and Cora discussed their middle child. They sit around the dinner table and talk is, if he's not sitting right there, I don't think he should play. He's not like Tanner. He's kind of small and much more sensitive. Says the mother. Hey, you gotta be tough. That's why he needed to get out there and get his uniform dirty. Says Lee. Football teaches you life lessons. He needed to learn them. Now it'll teach him how to get through the school of hard knocks later in life. When you're not around a baby in, I don't want him getting hurt, she responds. Yeah, okay, I think you might be right. He's too puny to skinny and slow. Too clumsy. Hated a tenant built tight. What's your name? George. Do you want to play ball? The middle son looks up from his plate and nods. My phone rings. I find it buried under the papers scattered across my bed. It's cash calling on video. He's been on a run with his dad the past two days and got back late last night. Cash is full name is Johnny Cash McDermott, but everyone calls him cash His dad wanted to call in cash from the start, but his mom wasn't having it, so he started. Life is Johnny. The moment is Mom died. Johnny became cash full time. She overdosed when he was three, and he doesn't remember her at all. I answer in Cash immediately jumps in with dude. Grams didn't kill me. She's losing it, though. Terras eyes widened as she stared. He easily reached over six feet with massive shoulders and muscled arms that seemed able to rip a tree out of the ground. He sported thick bleach blonde hair that tumbled slightly over his shoulders. His face was a contradiction of hard and soft, with a sloped jaw, slashed cheekbones and full, luscious kissable lips. His green gold eyes shimmered with heat and intensity. My God, what that man could probably do with a hammer.