And Then There Were Four Audiobook Novels & Stories

This place seems more extensive than on video. "Fuck, this place is a total wreck," Gunnar proclaims. "It's like a hurricane hit here." "Kendall, got on a reading?" I ask her. Her infrared gadget tells us it is beeping if anybody is done here. "I see four live bodies, but they are strapped on the other side of that door straight ahead." "There are more?" Gunnar says softly. We approached forward towards a keycard door. I stepped back, let Gunnar implant a C4 paste on the handle, and pressed the button. As we took a step back a few feet while the bomb beeps, it gave out a soundless explosion and opened the door.

Fred POV Being home with Tatum and Grace is the best feeling in the world. The last couple of months after Tatum went to Mara have been absolutely insane. You see, when you think things happen for a reason; you think always good things, now I think of bad things as well. I never thought I would say the words I am about to say, but I admire Thatcher Hill. The man was a hero and no one will ever know. He died to save his family.

After thanking the woman again, I left her office, quickly heading to my room to change before going to the assembly. I heard voices outside and rushed down the stairs I had come through yesterday evening, everyone was lined up. It seems like there's some kind of order to it. Once again I couldn’t help but feel like I was being watched and I caught the glance of a shadow, just like when Daphne had told me the truth. “Avery!” A familiar voice called and I turned in that direction. Speak of the devil or should I say monster. Daphne takes large strides towards me and soon she is at my side.

The part of me that had started the healing process cried out in disbelief. Some part of me had known they were mine. All four of them. For a moment, I had thought myself insane. Having four mates was close to impossible. But their former mate had made it work. Savanah. The name that haunted my dreams. Felt so familiar to me that I could weep at hearing it. This was a fucking mess. And they had a lot of explaining to do.

The sound of it reverberated through my bones. “I’m ready,” I whispered, and it wasn’t a whisper at all - it was a surrender. They shifted around me slowly, like a storm circling. Four bodies, four pairs of golden eyes, four wolves with teeth sharp enough to draw blood. Maddox’s thumb stroked the pulse hammering at my throat. Calder’s claws traced down my ribs, leaving no marks but promising them. Jax’s tongue flicked against my ear. Rafe stayed still, watching, the Alpha even here.

I played a section of the audio clip that I had been recording since the beginning. [Brother Fab is indeed fabulous. Even the mighty Ms. Jefferson is completely under your thumb!] [“Ms. Jefferson? She’s nothing. Back when Brother Fab was lending money, he could have any girl he wanted. Now, that’s what I call a good life!”] Upon hearing the audio clip, Tiffany’s mind was instantly transported back five years ago. She was grabbed by several masked men and was nearly violated… Yet, she refused to believe it had anything to do with Fabian.

I can't imagine spending time with him outside the hospital; I'd be too awed to speak. "All right, ladies!" Cindy taps a spoon against her glass to get our attention. "We're a book club, so we need to at least look like we're talking about this week's read." She reaches down to take a hardback book out of her bright pink beach bag. "Elin Hilderbrand's The Rumor-so much to unpack here. Who wants to start?" When none of us say a word, Cindy heaves a loud sigh. "Okay, children. I see you're going to make me work for this one. The book is told from four different points of view. Which did you relate to the most?"

I expected to hear my neck crack as it hit the hard ground, but strong arms caught my fall and pressed me close to a warm body. My heart began to beat faster. “What is your name?” my eyes darted to another man approaching us, all having the same face, and I shuddered at how identical they were. Sweet goddess, quadruplets?! How was anyone supposed to tell four of them apart?! They smiled at once, and then one said, “No one ever does.” I squeaked, clamping a hand over my mouth. There was no doubt about the fact that I was mute. Words weren’t coming out from my mouth now, so how were they reading my thoughts?

My brain was still somewhat foggy from the effects of whatever it was that had me in a mess before I woke up here. “It’s been four days. Interdimensional travel is never easy on a body, especially the body of a Human.” The kind voice said. “What? Four days? How?” I murmured, trying not to sound too alarmed. I was supposed to have amnesia, remember? I bit back the urge to call out for Rowen, but I wasn’t about to give up any information. I may only be a Human, but I'm not stupid. I know how to survive.

By the end of his sentence his voice had gone croaky as pain was laced threw his blue eyes I looked down at my hands, a pain soared threw my chest not doubled over excruciating pain, but I felt it run up and down my chest, what was happening, I've never felt like this before and I feel like it's all I've been feeling for the past couple of days. "My names Four" He spoke up, his voice was back to normal now, deep and slightly raspy causing my head to snap in his direction. Four? His name was four? What type of name was four? I felt a tingly feeling soar across my neck as he spoke, I always thought his name would be something like Alec, Luca something that reminds me of power, not Four.