Andrew Scott Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Listen, I don’t know what is going on. As an Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack I didn’t search for trouble in your territory, I haven’t wronged you. In Fact, you are the one trying to go after my mate, trying to get into his pants when you clearly know he belongs to someone else. As if that wasn’t enough you drugged him, now you kidnapped him. Don’t you think you have tormented him enough?” “Oh my goddess,” Andrew sniffles, using the back of his hand to stop his running nose. He is hunched over as he sweeps his hair backwards, showing his forehead. He stares at me, making sure I look him dead in the eyes, “Look at me,” He yells, monitoring my face, clearly expecting a reaction. Except that he has

Both Jim and Benjamin were consumed with thoughts of dragging Natasha back, their eyes gleaming with obsession. However, as Scott listened, his face darkened further. He repeated slowly, "Andrew Lloyd?" "Yes," Jim confirmed eagerly. "His name is Andrew Lloyd, from Gabo Creek." The moment he heard it, Scott stiffened like he had just stepped on a live wire. His expression twisted in shock, and his entire body tensed as he leaped to his feet. The sudden outburst startled Jim and Benjamin so much that their faces went pale. Why was Scott reacting like this?

And yet, now, with the first golden rays of sunlight stretching over the horizon, it feels as if the world has pressed a reset button. “You know, for a second back there, I thought Prescott was gonna lose it completely. But the guy… he actually listened. That’s rare.” Andrew says. I glance at him, a small smile playing on my lips. “Yeah. Maybe some people just need someone to remind them of who they used to be before everything went to hell.” “That’s deep.” Then, after a pause, he adds, “You okay?” “Of course, I’m okay. Why would you think I’m not?”

“I always get what I want. Always.” Skye’s breathing hitched as he leaned closer, his face hovering over hers, the proximity suffocating. She could feel the heat of his breath on her skin, could smell the faint hint of alcohol in his exhale. He was drunk, or maybe just deranged. She didn’t care. “You’re insane,” she whispered, her voice barely a breath as she struggled beneath him, her body trembling with the weight of it all. “You’re a fucking psycho.” Andrew’s grip on her tightened again, his fingers digging into her skin as he dragged her up, her body jerking against him. “Oh, I’m the psycho?” he sneered, his lips pulling back in a twisted grin.

Bending down, I began to pull out the bottles one by one and pushed them towards Audrey, who gave me a smile as thanks. Turning, I found myself face-to-face with Andrew, who had managed to sneak up to the counter without being detected. Usually, with my lycan senses, I could have heard or smelt him, but with all the noise from the music and the scent of so many people lingering, my senses were basically blind. "Hey, good looking." Andrew beamed, leaning in closer. "Working hard or hardly working?" "Which do you think?" I asked, smirking. As Andrew considered, I refilled a few patrons' drinks before making my way back to where he sat.

No one that asked something of him got what they wanted. And he's just so tired of letting everyone down. Especially Allie, who would never be able to see him redeem himself. Somehow, Andrew finds himself in front of a bar. The call of the music and the booze and the promise of forgetting everything scream at him from the inside. Even though he hasn't tasted a drop of alcohol yet, he finds himself unsteady as he makes his way inside. "A full bottle of scotch," he tells the bartender, and his order comes almost right away.

Was Alpha Dean truly so wicked? "2 days with neither food nor water." Andrew added, making my heart break for him. Inching closer to him, I found myself holding his arm and caressing it. "It's so sad what you had to go through, just for being a nice kid. What did Audrey do?" I enquired. To be very honest, I still felt a little bit of admiration for Audrey, still lingering somewhere within my heart. Regardless of all the terrible things I heard about her. I guess I was just hoping to hear Andrew say something that would excuse her other wrongs.

I really love the feeling that i have when the flight is landing. Andrew looked at me and then he said "You were saying something about your degree i suppose " "Oh? That i was a certified public accountant under the American institute of certified Public accountants" His eyes widened in shock and it seems like Andrew has really seen a ghost. ************* Hey my lovely readers, So what do you think about today's chapter?? Was it interesting?? Did you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing this. Tell me your view in the comments section. Don't forget to like, comment and share.

The situation is clearly escalating, and they're worried that the woman could get hurt. Andrew looks at Samantha and Jake, and he takes a deep breath. "Let's go over there and try to talk to the man," he says. Samantha and Jake nod, and the three of them approach the couple. They introduce themselves and try to speak calmly and rationally to the man. "It looks like you're going through a really tough time," Andrew says. "Is there anything we can do to help?" The man looks at them, and his expression softens a bit. He takes a deep breath and says, "I'm sorry.

Andrew came rushing through the door. ''What's wrong?!'' I couldn't get the words out of my throat. I gestured for the television, the bulletin still played on it. Andrew's shoulders dropped, he understood perfectly. He moved engulfing me in a hug. I needed this, I needed his arms around me. Comforting me, I needed to know someone still loved me. ***************************** ''Andrew?....'' ''Yeah....?'' ''I'm scared....'' ''Of what?'' ''Of.....Him''