Prologue: For 200 years... 200 years he left you there to rot! You finally broke free from that literal hell! All those days! All those nights with him telling you lies about love!? WHAT A JOKE! He just smiled as he told you goodbye and thanks for the memories! Were you just a tool? A piece in game for world domination? How you hated him and yet you were still cursed by your own heart. Damn being a succubus, damn it! As you rotted in the prison of his design your mind boiled with thoughts of hatred and revenge over powering your lust. The day you broke free was the day that you started the plan to destroy Bill Cipher! He will feel the full extent of 200 years worth of PAIN!!! (Authors note) I've decided to try and rewrite this story. Hopefully to make better sense of it, and to see how far my writing skills have changed in these four long years since I posted this story. A lot of things may change hopefully for the better. As usual if you find errors pointing them out to me will be amazing. Any comments on things that need to be improved would also be very helpful. Anyway I hope you sit back and enjoy reading!

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[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.