0 To 1 Audiobook Novels & Stories

Julian slammed his hand onto the console. The world went Black. But in the darkness, a single, analog sound began to play. Hiss. Click. Whir. It was the 1977 Cassette Tape. And then, a new voice spoke—a voice that was deep, ancient, and sounded like it was coming from Inside your own head. "Chapter 146: The Reader’s Audit. Warning: By continuing to read, you are consenting to a Physical Transfer of Assets. Please check your pulse. Does it feel... Digital?"

I hoped to leave our story with the last bit of grace. However, he did not even give me that chance, so I did not want that dignity anymore. Besides, what dignity was there in a relationship already broken beyond repair, soaked in betrayal and lies? It was just my own self-deception. Zach stared at me, desperately searching my eyes for even the slightest emotion. Yet there was nothing left there he recognized. There was no love, no anger, no sadness, not even hatred. His hand dropped abruptly. The ring fell to the ground, and he did not even notice.

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.

She sat down behind the bus driver as the doors closed behind her. Ellie pulled out the phone her mom had given her in the car before they had left and turned it on. She scrolled through the apps, noticing a notification indicating she had 3 new text messages. She ignored the notifications and opened the audiobook application. Her finger scrolled through the books loaded on the phone and the books she could d******d. She pulled out the headphones that came with the phone, plugged them in, and scrolled through the preloaded classics on the app. Tears came to her eyes as she saw Pride and Prejudice. She hit play, settled her head against the glass window, closed her eyes, and listen to the soo

Odin reclined quietly, a book in hand—but for the past two hours, he had not read a single word. *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="d355d1b2-1082-44aa-b21e-a96c0d7a711b" data-testid="conversation-turn-133" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="user">

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Through the surveillance, I saw that he'd been completely frozen over like an ice sculpture, and I curled my lips in satisfaction. Charles died on the seventh day of the ice age, and everything was done and dusted. I stood up and brewed a pot of tea for myself, before turning on my computer and selecting one of the movies I'd downloaded beforehand. Then, I played it while savoring my tea, covered with a warm, cozy blanket. This was the life. One and a half years wasn't long, but it wasn't short, either. Because I'd prepared so thoroughly beforehand, it was the most comfortable period of my life.

Something older. Recognition. "Show me," Jack said. The Auditor opened its briefcase. The document inside was not paper or crystal or compressed starlight. It was sound. A visible, tangible, three-dimensional sound wave frozen in mid-propagation, its waveform inscribed with mathematical notation so dense that looking at it made Jack's vision blur. "It is a transaction request," the Auditor said slowly. "Filed by an entity designating itself as Account Zero-Zero-Zero-Dash-Zero-Zero-Zero-Dash-One."

“I do audiobooks.” God. Now I was wondering what he sounded like reading those filthy lines out loud. Damn it, Eve. “So,” he said, taking a sip of his cappuccino, “you’re a fan of Lola Noir?” I finally worked up the courage to speak first. “So, you read Lola Noir?” Stupid, Eve. What a stupid question. His lips curved into a slow smile. “I do audiobooks.” God. Now I was wondering what he sounded like reading those filthy lines out loud. Damn it, Eve.