Everbound: In the details with the Devil.
Project Overview
I'm looking to create an audio book or a video like that for a short story I've written.
- This story is attached to a larger universe but can stand alone. All of it is also created by me.
- It contains references to death, certain biblical stories and other supernatural topics.
- Is largely a thriller and will need mainly voice actors.
This is my first project here and I don't have any funds to offer. Keep that in mind.
other things to keep in mind include :
- I might make small edits to the writing before giving you the story.
- It is an updated version of the story on my Wattpad.
- there's a chance I will be posting this on my YouTube. I will be more than willing to add credit and any personal links by your request.
If you have any question, please get in contact with me. Thank you
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The devil's oldest child and only daughter, born in the modern age. Her inhuman qualities such as her abnormal height lead her to be an uncanny force of nature, and her voice should be no different. It should be a deeper voice for a female and can easily switch from chilling lightness and freighting almost metal-like. All with a sense of class asked for in the next Empress of all Hell.
- audiobook
- female adult
“The Bible, really? You’re trying to scare me off that badly. I will have you know most of it is lies! I never fell.”
“You know, Angels are like canaries, pretty little songbirds trapped in a grand cage although, two birds managed to break free of that cage. But don’t worry about that, you’ll meet them very, very soon."
A poor sap, entrapped in the dealings of Hell. He craves only to live and the safety of life lacking the supernatural.
“You... you... Satan spawn!”
No. No. No. Not them, God, not them!
Was this Death slowly getting ready to make its move, or was this something else entirely?
Someone who could balance moments of relief and striking supernatural events without overdoing it.
Whatever was following him lingered like a shadow. A pale, ungodly tall shadow. With hair the colour of dried blood almost touching the dull ground at the same time, it seemed to frame a pair of pitch-black eyes. There was something disturbingly wrong about Her. Caleb was unsure if it was the air of refinement seeping through her every movement or the look of cold hunger in her eyes that could only belong to a predator stalking its prey.
The sound of books being opened, and pages being flipped with a crisp rustle filled the store. A few sunbeams made almost fairy-tale-like markings on the floor. This is it. This bookstore was Caleb’s Eden. Minutes elongated into what felt like hours until an uneasy wave fell over him. It started with a shift in the environment, the distant coppery smell of dried blood.
Time slowed, like a sedated mind. With A single snap, followed by a painful squeeze and pop.
Everything went black and weightless ...
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