A Million Little Pieces Audiobook Novels & Stories

"And now you have the vocabulary." "Now I have the vocabulary, and it's — terrifying. Knowing exactly what this is and knowing exactly what it could cost and feeling it anyway." She pressed her forehead briefly against her knees. "I rebuilt everything, Dom. Carefully. I have Gerald and the morning system and the deli coffee and the good work, and I was fine. I was genuinely fine." "You were," Dominique said. "You are." "And now there's this person in Brooklyn who sends me texts about bookstores and doesn't push and notices things, and I stood in a hallway for ninety seconds talking about croissants and came home and reorganized my bookshelf twice."

Ava pushed open the door to her dorm room, letting Noah follow her inside. She kicked off her sneakers, tossed her keys onto the desk, and turned to face him with a small, tired smile. “God, today was long,” she said, pulling her hair out of its ponytail so it fell loose around her shoulders. “I swear my last lecture went on forever.” Noah closed the door and leaned against it, hands in his pockets, watching her. “You look cute when you’re complaining.”

Good thing he hadn’t changed much since high school. I kept my phone on the floor before standing up from the bath. I dried off silently, careful not to wake up the kitten. I wondered what I’d tell Emma and Mia. I was more worried about their opinion than anything else. Will Emma know I’m with her brother just for some money? Will Mia find out that I’m just pretending? Shaking my head, I started my paranormal romance audiobook. It had a reverse harem trope with four vampire lords and one human girl. The plot was thrilling, and it kept me on the edge of my seat. I hummed and applied body lotion.

it helps me pour out my thoughts and feelings which calms me suddenly i heard a twitch as if someone had stepped on dry brach i quickly sat up as i didn't want to meet anyone me writing songs and singing is something extremely personal to me but before i could leave i heard someone calling stopping in my tracks i closed my eyes. it's okay! relax i calmed myself before turning around honestly my introverted ass is really a huge problem. there stood a drop dead gorgeous man. brown hairs, grey lenses, 6'3 feet tall. he just kept staring me which was weird and uncomfortable rolling my eyes i turned and left . . " you look pissed" Lorah asked while i was unpacking.

Let's go" He ordered and I stood up. "When we come face to face with people, I expect you to compose yourself. Your name is Lauren Dennis, you're a software engineer from a prestigious yet unknown family and you schooled in Hamilton University. You lived a sheltered life. Your hobbies are reading, writing and violin practice. Are we clear?

Just a string of sounds filling my head in an attempt to drown out the sound of my own thoughts. So much for the audiobook. Lilliana, you will never be good enough. You will never be a worthy Queen. How will your mate look you in the eye knowing that you are a pathetic excuse for a human being? You are weak. The sound of my chewing prevails through the sound of my earbuds, but not my thoughts. They blend into each other, overloading my brain slowly with the combination of noises. A dull ache takes up residence in my head, throbbing at my temples.

I announce and move toward my room. I throw myself on the bed and look up at the ceiling decorated with fluorescent stars. I remember how we used to glue them together with my mother. I smile as I replay the scene in my head. My room hasn’t changed much since their deaths. In the middle is a small table, and on it is a bowl filled to the brim with chocolate chip cookies that I bake myself. To the left is the desk where I used to do my homework every day, but now I practically don’t use it. Above it hangs a multitude of photo frames - each of which awakens in me pleasant, but at the same time painful memories. The entire right wall is occupied by a wooden bookcase filled with dozens of books.

I wipe my tear drop and get up , Amelia said it's okay to cry as long as you get back up, As I try to get up I feel a cracking sound on my leg What the actual fuck!!! , A bone crushing pain takes over my entire body it feels like I am going to die, I scream and I hear a voice saying "calm down Naya , relax let it happen naturally ' I try to calm down When I open my eyes I look at my hands and there are paws , woah looks like I got my wolf I close my eyes and try to picture her according to the stories I have heard.

Little does he know that it wasn’t a secret to me. I laughed wickedly, stepping on the gas as I drove to the tiny house farther from town. Better be in here, Lorenzo, and I might just spare your life. I parked my car, stepping out of the vehicle. I scanned my environment, my eyes darkened as it fell on a figure. Weren’t the heavens working in my favor? Lorenzo was seated right outside the hut with his head thrown back. A smile crept on my lips, reaching for my gun from the back.

And no doubt, have hot dreams about it. It’s another book suggestion from her. I’ve just finished the last one she recommended, and honestly, I shouldn’t dive into another. Once I start reading, I lose myself completely. But this time, she’s telling me to listen to it. Audiobook. That’s new. Before I even realize what I’m doing, I click the link she sent, and in a matter of seconds, the book is purchased and playing through my home speakers. I settle back in bed, letting the narrator’s deep voice wash over me, and within moments, I realize Lucy’s sent me a stalker romance. Great.