Audiobook Reel

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Description

A collection of samples from my audiobook work

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (England - Cockney, Estuary, East End) British (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Despite this mindset, Isaac had been the one that had purchased the Greenhouse fan as a gift. They had all worked together to instal it. Six years ago, the very morning King Theodore arrived without notice. Where is the king most likely to lurk the rest of the day? Leo asked between bites. How can I best avoid him? Who's to say he is a guest in our home? And we must respect that? Isaac admitted shortly, though nothing would bring me more pleasure than to toss him out into the courtyard along with all his infernal guards. While he did this, the woman who had already spoken through her bundle on the floor and sat down in a flaunting manner on a stool, crossing her elbows on her knees and looking with a bold defiance at the other two. What odds thing? What odds? Mrs Dilber said. The woman. Every person has a right to take care of themselves. He always did. That's true indeed, said the laundress. No man more. So why then don't stand staring as if he was afraid. Woman who's the wiser? We're not going to pick holes in each other's coats, I suppose, when clay leaned back from the laptop. Kim turned him towards her, setting her hands on his shoulders. So your childhood dreams, huh? Clay clasps her hands within his own. You were right, Kim. I was wrong to judge you. Kim leans back in surprise. You deserve to be treated like a princess, Clay continues. And a ninja and a fairy and the cat girl. Whatever you want to be, I'll support you. A flying creature that wears black long and ragged clothes holds his friend under the armpits. Its skin looks thin like paper. Damien freezes, still aiming his light towards the horror in front of him. For a silly moment, the thing reminds him of the doll that scared him the previous Halloween in the professor's front yard until it opens its mouth and exhales a highly pitched, mark shaking scream.