Audiobook Demos

Sarah Lynn

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Audiobooks

Description

I have narrated and produced four audiobooks and this showcases several of the characters in the books that I narrated.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Midwest- Chicago, Great Lakes) North American (US West Coast - California, Portland)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
you stole it out from under me. What did you do? Sleep your way in. He glares at me, his eyes roaming up and down, staring at my breasts longer than he should have contempt dripping in his voice. Listen, Lucas, I don't even know who the owner is. Other than his name is Ethan Drake, I report directly to Mr Dunn Thorpe. So if you have a problem with me, then I suggest you take it up with him. This conversation won't happen again. Understood? My tone is stern as I get in his face, tapping my finger on his chest as I finish. Now, if you don't mind, I have an office to get organized, gazing around, trying to recognize my surroundings. I hear him before seeing him. His soft breath sounds of him sleeping. Hi, my beautiful guardian angel. Over the past few months, I've learned to cherish him. Yes, he is my boss, but he's more than that. There's a comfort that I feel around him as if I've known him all my life. I've tried to fight the feelings I've had for him, but it's impossible. The last thing I need to do is add more drama to his life. I never realized just how strong heist feelings were for me until yesterday. My fingers automatically raised in my lips. Remembering the kiss, I laughed and shook my head. You really are something else. I'm not as evil as you think, he said in his face went flat. He can't be serious. Is he delusional? I waited because they honestly had no idea what to expect from him or what could possibly be his next to move. I locked all the windows in place, the box I had found at the doorstep on my kitchen counter. I started it for what felt like 15 minutes before I grabbed a knife from the drawer and cut through the tape. I pulled the flaps up and immediately stepped back. Well, I didn't expect this. Inside the box was a tightly sealed glass mason jar of what looked like blood. Folded around the jar with a rubber band was a small note. My heart nearly exploded and my jaw dropped. I've seen my share of blood, but this was different. I was being threatened in someone's sick game