A Lesson Before Dying Audiobook Novels & Stories

Several gunshots were heard throughout the laboratory. The doctor bathed in his own blood as he fell on the cold ground. He smiled bitterly and a tear fell on his eyes before memories flash before him. Trestan and Blair’s faces were the last ones he saw. He uttered words before soul left his body. “Be… our hope.”

At my wife's birthday party, my daughter and son accidentally knocked over a bowl of soup and splashed it on their uncle. My wife grabbed his completely unharmed hand and tore into both children. But that still wasn't enough for her, so she locked the two of them inside the sauna. I called and begged her, again and again, to spare our kids. Her voice was ice cold. "Stop bothering me! This is your fault for raising them so badly! "Since they burned someone, they can sit in there and think hard about what they did!" The thermometer kept climbing. Blisters had already risen on my children's skin, and they wailed without stopping. I begged her to forgive them like a man gone mad. "They're

I was happy he didn't have a problem with it. Before he hung up he said, "Deacon, I don't want men staring at her body." Deacon gave me an I told you so look before saying, "Yes, sir."

After Cameron got it into his head that he wasn't getting a million dollars out of Brenda and me, he threw caution to the wind and pulled out a bottle of rubbing alcohol that he'd swiped from a clinic. He held a lighter up to it, shouting, "Let's all die together, then! I won't let you guys have your happily-ever-after if my daughter dies! We can all go to hell to be with her!" Just then, someone pounded on the door. The police had arrived!

It should've been that despicable woman's child who died, not mine. Derick, alarmed, moved to silence Jasmine, but it was too late. Her accusation had already ignited the fury of the family elders. "Die from sickness? Ayden is the White family's heir, our boss's own grandson. How dare you wish death upon him? Derick, are you looking to get shot alongside your adopted sister?" Derick, his heart pounding, swallowed hard and hissed at Jasmine, "Have you lost your mind? Stop spewing garbage and apologize this instant!"

I don't know how to turn the love I feel into a weapon against him. The whispers, however painful, couldn't prepare me for what I walk into. The panel conference room is a silent, suffocating space. Three people sit waiting, and the chairperson is Christine George. My stomach churns, a cold knot of dread forming as I meet her gaze. The animosity in her eyes is palpable.

The evening breeze was gentle, carrying the fresh scent of early summer plants growing. In the courtyard below, children laughed and ran around. Elderly residents strolled leisurely. Life flowed on in its most ordinary and solid form. I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with fresh air. The three months after Arya's death, which had been full of her family's scheming, were like a long, oppressive nightmare. Thankfully, I had woken up. Wounds would scab over, pain would fade, and the lessons I learned would stay with me, making me stronger and wiser going forward. Night fell, and the city lights came on. I went back inside and turned on the lights. Warm illumination instantly filled the ent

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.

However, his expression grew darker the longer he stared at my body. "How did Maxine end up dead? You let her out, didn't you? And then she went and took her own life." Angelo only had two words in response. "Fucking idiot." It was only then that Leonard truly grasped that I was dead. Like a flipped switch, grief swiftly overtook his face. "Maxine, open your eyes and look at me. It's me, Leonard. Didn't you love patting my head the most? I'll let you go it—just come back, please."

The sound echoed across the arena. The lights flashed white. The cheers turned into gasps. Nathan’s knees buckled. The last thing he saw before everything went black was the en dless sea of faces screaming, panicking, crying—and the world spinning out of focus. And then...... nothing.