Accidentally Yours Audiobook Novels & Stories

Lydia collapsed on the ground, her face clouded with desperation. "It was all an accident," she pleaded, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I just wanted to scare Alyssa. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen.” Ace's expression hardened, his patience evaporating. "An accident? The gone is gone, Lydia, and beyond rescue. What sort of scare involves life? Do you think sorry is enough?" His voice was a whip of anger.

They drive off into the city. The air inside the car sits heavy. The air conditioner does nothing to cool the heat burning under my skin. I scramble to the passenger seat and press myself against the door. "I'm so sorry. I swear I'm not usually a carjacker…I'm so sorry." He straightens one sleeve, whatever shock crossed his face already faded, replaced by a calm that closes my chest harder than the panic did. "At least," he says, the faintest trace of an Italian accent underneath it, refined down to something that only comes with old money and boarding schools, "tell me why you're sitting in my car."

But truth be told, I was getting eager to see Abby, and that eagerness was not letting me sit still and wait. Just as I had hoped, not an hour later, my coworkers started arriving, and Abby was the first to come through the door. As soon as I heard the bell ring, I hurried to the front and pulled her into a hug. “I’m sorry, Abby.” I choked. Melodious laughter rang in my ear as she pulled away. “For what? You didn’t crash my car. Heavens, Chloe, not everything in this world is your fault. Accidents happen.”

Hey Wonderful readers. (Besties) Can I call you that? I hope you let me do so because you have helped me become a better writer and I am so happy to have you in my community This is to joyfully (With as much glee as I can muster) announce that this is book two of Accidentally Married. (Drum Rolls Please)

I may not even have to cheat, I think. I took a sip of my beer slowly; nevertheless, I started to feel my thoughts begin to thicken and I "Accidentally" spill the remainder of my drink across the table. The glassy-eyed miner didn't notice but the other two curse at me as they pull their cards off the table. “Young and clumsy,” says the blonde miner, whom now I know him by the name Adrian. He pointed at me overturned his mug, he slurs, “Respect, Respect every drop!”

The knees crackled, and she fell to the ground. The clenched heart by his words "I love someone else", left her in a dilemma. In just a few words, her entire world crashed down, and she left with nothing but tears to shed, frustration about their memories, and just being depressed about loving the wrong guy. *Flashback ended*

She whispered, “We must’ve forgotten to check the calendar before we left the house and bumped into the god of misfortune. How could we be so unlucky! It must be Alex, that star of misfortune. I told you, nothing nice would come out of seeing that scoundrel. He’s the Assex’ harbinger of misfortune. Every time I see him, I’ll surely be out of luck. This bastard... why isn’t he the one that is out of luck yet?” Beatrice did not like her mother’s speech. “Now you’re too much. How can you blame Alex when you’re the one who refused to take advice. If you’d listened to me and gotten ourselves a chauffeur, how could this have happened? Or you could’ve at least asked sis to come and pick us up. Now

Things could have ended very differently. I studied his face, trying to place him. "Do I know you?" He smiled faintly. "No, but you do now. My name is Adrian." Something about the way he said it—the quiet confidence, the warmth in his tone—made me feel safer than I had in years. "Thank you, Adrian," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. His expression softened. "You don't have to thank me. a smile playing on his face. He looked slightly out of place in his work boots, dusty jeans, and a plain gray t-shirt, but something about his presence was grounding.

"Okay. Get ready to help change Miss Ricci and her sister. Don’t be rude." Lorenzo wanted to answer that the rude was the father. However, when he opened his mouth, the chief had long since left. ------ "Uhuu." Laura screamed with joy as the wind made her hair fly out the car window. "Careful, miss." Aria said. "Leave her, this is safe." said Alissa, watching them with her green eyes. The driver noted that there was a pewter movement behind them, surely someone watching the daughter of Mr Mancini. However, Alessia was not just anyone. Within seconds, she had already crashed and taken a shortcut to the Ricci home.

The phone slipped from my hand and clattered to the floorboard. “Damn it,” I cursed, fumbling with my seatbelt as I bent down to grab it. That was when it happened. The blaring honk. The blinding light. The violent spin of the world as the car screeched and flipped. Metal screamed, glass shattered, and then nothing. Blackness. Save me, My Wife. Adrian Hale POV “I love you too,” I said, smiling into the phone. Then silence. A thud. Screeching sounds in the background.