Audiobook Audition

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Language

English

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North American (General)

Transcript

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Hi, My name is Amy Miller. I am auditioning for the audiobook. Charmed, a Cinderella reverse fairy tale book three. Thank you for your time in your consideration Chapter one. Luca looked every inch the man and despair as I watched him on the TV, whose beauty was not diminished it all by the tear tracks down his face. If anything, the sorrow made him look all the more beautiful. It was a shame that was all fake. Fake tears, fixed sorrow, Maskey, a monster. And yet I couldn't turn the TV off. It was one in the morning, and I'd watch this particular interview three times already in the past 12 hours. The 1st 2 times had been surrounded by my family and the members, the Freedom of Magic Group. As we huddle around the sofa trying to take in everything that had happened, the palace was gone. Barely anything survived a catastrophic fire that had torn through it. The cause had finally been confirmed as a number of bombs placed at strategic points throughout the building for maximum impact. So much for extra security, of course, when the person in charge of the extra security was the one who planned to the bombs. There is little anyone could dio come to bed. I heard centers voice behind me, but I didn't turn around. I should have been sleeping as the others were, but I couldn't. I wasn't sure if it ever be able to sleep again. I felt his hand on my shoulder. I turned to him and stifled a yawn. I'm sorry. Did I wake you? He slipped in next to me on the sofa. Just having him close brought me comfort. No, he whispered I couldn't sleep either. I've brought you some hot milk. I took the milk gratefully and gave him a sad smile. I should have known. I mumbled just acknowledging my part in this made me feel sick to my stomach center. Put his arm around me. You've had it so tough this past year. A lot of people have not been who you thought they were First your father, now your fiance There is no way you could have known. Please don't put the blame on yourself. I was with him every day. I argued every single day for a year. Only an idiot would not have suspected something