YA Dystopian Novel Narration - Shattered, by Jenetta Penner

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Description

I narrated this YA novel using a variety of both male and female voices of all ages! My voice is warm, articulate, friendly, witty, dynamic, versatile, genuine, youthful, and romantic!

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I don't want to leave you now. I need you 10. These words are soft but clear, relief curls up the corners of my lips. She's not mad. You don't know how long I've waited for you to say that. She stands up on her toes and plants a kiss on my cheek. I want to need you for a very long time. My chest tightens, and all I want is to take her in my arms and make everything bad disappear. You must go, Miss Hawkins. Mr Robinson interrupts. Your car is waiting. Tenley holds her hand out to me, and I interlace my fingers with hers as we make our way outside the house where a black car waits. Isaiah steps out from the driver's seat. We must be on our way, Miss Hawkins, Isaiah says, I tighten my grip on 10ley, and she questions me with her eyes. Just go with him. You knew this too? She asks. Mr Robinson comes from behind and ushers her toward Isaiah. When our hands release a piece of my heart goes with her, he's been working for us, Mr Robinson says. We couldn't risk you knowing until we could be sure of your loyalties. But tonight he was our best option of getting you back into the pierce house until we have instruction from the higher ups. What if I just stayed with Caleb totally turns back to me. I could just stay with him. Mr Robinson shakes his head. We need you back at the pierces. Having you disappear. Tonight would raise too many questions before she can leave. I reach out and pull her into my arms. One final time, I muster up all my courage not allowing her to sense any of the fear swirling through my veins, something to remember me by. How could I forget? A criminal? A smile takes over my lips, join the club.