Accidentally Yours Audiobook Novels & Stories

"Don't touch anything. Don't call anyone. This will all be over soon." I headed upstairs, my heart pounding with adrenaline. Annalise was still on the floor where I'd left her, cradling her ankle and sobbing dramatically. Derek stood over her like a guardian, his expression somewhere between concerned and amused. "She tried to grab her phone," he reported. "I may have accidentally kicked it down the stairs." "Accidentally," I repeated. "Very accidentally. It just sort of flew out of my hand when she lunged at me." I smiled despite everything. This man. This ridiculous, wonderful man who'd appeared in my life less than forty-eight hours ago and had already become essential.

From leaving home late to encountering a reckless driver and a rude receptionist, it was all too absurd. "Sorry, what was that?" she asked, pretending not to have heard him clearly as she stood before his desk. "I asked, what mishaps did you encounter before coming here?" he repeated, more clearly this time. "Oh, um... well," Aysel began, but as the man in the chair turned around, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped in disbelief. "It's him? The reckless driver! What is he doing here?" Aysel thought, her mind swirling with a thousand questions. The only shocking words that escaped her lips were,

He blinked, and the memory dissolved—only to be replaced by another. The accident. His own screams. Waking up in a hospital bed months later, only to be told the collision had left him infertile. A man with everything—now with nothing. “I can’t lose another one,” he murmured, his voice cracking. “I can’t…” The doctor lowered his head. “You don’t have to decide now, but—” “No.” Raymond turned abruptly. His eyes were red, his voice rough. “Don’t say that. You just said she doesn’t have time. So don’t stand there and tell me I don’t have to decide.”

His gloved fingers brushed against the skin of my neck and the cold leather made me shiver, but he just kept speaking in that calm, steady tone that made my blood turn to ice. "Accidents are such messy things, aren't they? People get hurt and legacies get tarnished, but the beauty of an accident is that the narrative is whatever the survivor says it is, and right now, Kai is a survivor who needs a story. You were supposed to write that story, Anya, not a tragedy of your own where you end up as a footnote in a police report."

Hailey said leaving Adrian. Adrian remembered what he did to Audrey earlier and he felt guilty so he dialed her number but she didn't pick up. He thought she was mad at him. "We're here." Audrey said and she and Greta got down from the car. Audrey accidentally left her phone in the car. "Audrey I just wanted to say I'm sorry." "About?" Audrey asked "Using you the other day." Greta said "Using me how?" Audrey asked "To open the vault." Greta said

12:11am Akiaya woke up in a hotel room. Her head throbbing from all the shots she had consumed. Sitting up slowly, a washcloth fell from her head. She looked around to see a half-naked, strange man next to the bed. "Who the hell are you?" Confusion and terror swirled in her eyes. The man gently patted her hand. "It's alright. You got sick at the club. I mean you actually puked on my shirt. I brought you to a hotel not far, so you could sober up. Doesn't seem like you to get shitfaced like that. Do you want to talk about what caused you take shots like you were guzzling water?" Her face blushed at his candid words. She looked at him wondering if she could tell him the truth. She was starring

Fritz must be frantic by now. The most ridiculous thing that happened to me today was crossing the street and answering Mrs. Fritz’ call. Everything happened simultaneously. I heard a loud deafening beep of a fast-speeding volvo. My heart pounded as it stopped just a foot away from me. I was sweating as I realized I almost had an accident. At that moment, I completely forgot that I wanted to die.

Yvette declared and dropped her whip aside. "No, no, please don't. I know nothing about the client. All I know is that he also paid me to cause an accident years ago." "It was Phoebe Robinson's accident," he confessed. "I also caused Phoebe Robinson's accident," he screamed. Rosaline, who was about to leave the dungeon, stopped dead in her tracks on hearing him. Hearing the word accident, Clement's mind immediately deduced that the accident must have killed Phoebe. "You killed my Phoebe?" Clement asked in shock, then stood up and advanced towards him dangerously.

"I know, I'm the only one who fell in love. Not you. I understand that what I feel shouldn't exist. I've only seen you on TV, cellphone, and in magazines as if you're the only one who can make me smile all this time. I'm aware, but I pretend not to be aware of the stupid love that I've built all this time. I didn't think that God would bring me to you, Justin. Some time ago I still thought that it was destiny that could have united me and you. But, in fact, you and I met only because of our respective mistakes, so indirectly, this meeting started from bad luck. I don't force everything to go the way I want, I just hope that we are forever like this. Because I don't want to get hurt, I've fel

" I turned and walked away, not daring to look back. I was afraid if I stayed any longer, I would make another mistake. I did not expect Henry to spill everything to Macie, though. When I saw the messages on my phone, I thought I was hallucinating. Henry: [Wendy, I didn't know you cared so much.] Henry: [You're right, we shouldn't hide this from Macie. I just told her everything.] Henry, that idiot! What exactly did he tell her? Did he mention that night? I rushed home in a frenzy, a sneaky thought gnawing at my mind. Maybe Macie did not even like Henry. Could I like someone she did not care about anymore? Could I just pick up someone she had discarded?