Audiobook Narration Sample - Fantasy

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This is a 5 minute samples from an Audiobook I recorded for Tantor Media. It showcases my narration abilities and well as a sample of MF conversation.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
part of me hopes we won't need it. We've got just over two weeks to find the staff and get it back to L. A. Win before the curse claims all five of us and gives my magic to a vampire named Lillian Castle. But there are so many books and scrolls in the cabin, I fear we won't be able to figure out where the staff even is in time when I'm sure I've got everything I need. I stand up and unzip the teal and gray hoody before tucking it off my arms and laying it on top of the backpack. Goose bumps erupt on my arms as my skin welcomes the kiss of morning air. It's chillier than I'd hoped, and I removed the rest of my clothes before I lose my nerve. It's not necessary to be naked toe wield magic, and I never would have dared to take off my clothes when I was working for Mona. But I need to reconnect with what it means to be a witch, to do magic on my own and not for someone else. The fewer barriers between me and nature, the better I dropped to my knees in front of the herbs. A shock of cold zips up my legs and through my abdomen, making my nipples pucker almost painfully. I take in a deep breath and release another cloud of vapor before beginning carefully, I measure each herb into the well of my left palm, doing all I can to ignore the Black Crowes branded there. As I work, threads of gold and green seep into my skin, where I'm connected to the ground and spiral through my body. I can't remember the last time I did magic like this, just me and the spell and nature. As the minutes ticked by, my skin adjusts to the temperature, and instead of feeling cold, I feel held suspended in the amniotic womb of my magics source, instead of stomach roiling nausea or adrenaline fueled fear accompanying this, casting a cocoon of peace envelopes me as I work. I've just added exactly three splashes of west falling water to the small wooden bowl I nabbed from the cabin when the snap of the twig pulls me back to the present. Although I'm sure it's nothing more than a deer up for an early morning walk, I hastily mix the herbs in the poll and tuck the whole thing into a bag so it can cure. After I replaced the supplies back into the backpack, I rinse off my left hand. Am I interrupting? The voice behind me elicits a startled squawk from my mouth, which draws a hearty laugh from the speaker Britain. I'm sorry, Calder says, still chuckling. I thought you heard me coming. I glance over my shoulder as he picks his way through the underbrush for someone so tall he moves with indescribable grace. His sapphire eyes alternate between the ground before him and my crouched form as he draws nearer. My clothes are still draped over the backpack, and although my back is to him, his gaze brushes my bare rear end like a caressed. His dark blue hoody is zipped only halfway, displaying a tantalizing triangle of sun kissed skin beneath. I remember with exquisite detail how his skin felt against my hands against my chest, and in this moment I want nothing more than to touch him again. Hey, stops less than two yards away, Ah, muscle in his jaw, jumping as he attempts to keep his eyes trained on mine. I hope you don't mind. I came looking for you. You weren't in the cabin when I got up, and I know you can take care of yourself. But whatever else he was going to say is lost as I stand up and turned to face him, losing his internal struggle to keep looking at my face. His gaze rakes over me and his lips part as he sucks in a breath, my sex clenches at the darkening desire in his eyes. I love him. That fact never changed, even in our four years apart, when we were still in Mona's possession, we weren't fully free to express and explore those feelings. But there's nothing stopping us now. The cadence of my heart speeds up at that liberating thought. There's no one here to tell us what we can and can't dio, and I'm ready to take full advantage of that. I'm just finishing up a local