Best Short Story Audiobook Novels & Stories

Her younger sister connected her phone to the tiny Bluetooth speaker her mother gifted her last year, and the voices of characters from her favourite audiobook echoed in the room. Hana chuckled. Cara frowned. Hana was the first one to react, she reached for her younger sister’s hand, and her head lowered to Cara’s shoulder. They stayed in their bubble, listening to the audiobook and the calm voice of the narrator telling them about characters that didn’t exist, characters with a better life. And for a little while, Hana was able to pretend everything was fine.

She had downloaded a lot of e-books for children. When she first came back to Coastrock, she had a problem with insomnia, and it was the children's storybooks that lullabied her to sleep most of the time. All the storybooks that she listened to were Caprice’s favorites. The voice that read the storybook sounded gentle and expressive. Caprice fell asleep after listening to the stories for a while, and even Sherry started yawning. She got up with Caprice and headed to the room. John was standing by the wall, leaning against it. His hands crossed as he casually looked at her with a gentle gaze. It was as though they were intimate.

he adds. Can I really read these out loud?

“Let’s hope nobody heard you begging for it.” Elijah was... Everything. But we broke up a year later when I had to leave. Since I've told you all this gory, beautiful stories about myself and it is time to finally close the curtains. I'm sad to go. Trust me, I am, but it's been fun sharing my deepest, sexiest secrets with you. I guess we might just call this entire book "the diary of a slut"

Now, faced with the kindness of a stranger, it felt unreal. I took a deep breath and held back my tears. From today onward, I would learn to live again. … Third Person's POV At that moment, back in Newmont, Lorenzo was experiencing the first real loss of control in his life. After Elena was taken to the police station by a passerby that day, the police quickly located the abductors. A SWAT team raided the abandoned warehouse and rescued Sofia, who had been tied to a pillar. When Sofia was rescued, she had only a few scratches on her body, but she was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Her mind got stuck on the mention of Dabir's name. "And then Mom told Zamin to... Aunt Iman?" Madiha was halfway through her story but realized Iman was not listening. "Huh? What were you saying?" "Nothing." Madiha shook her head. It wasn't anything important. "Can you please make laddoo for me?" The sweet little balls of gram flour were Madiha's favorite, especially the ones that Iman makes. "Of course." Iman andwers as memories of past flodded in her brain.

Still, a girl had to eat, so I sat down and focused on my dinner. Lucas was next to me, babbling about the day we met and our dating escapades. However, those stories belonged to a time when we were in love. Mid-story, he seemed to catch on that the good times we had shared in recent years were dwindling. "Harriet, how about we go camping this weekend?" he suggested. Before I could answer, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and quickly tried to dismiss it. The phone was persistent, though.

Chapter 2 Sophia’s POV “The sound of a deep voice like yours sometimes. The way fabric rubs right against my clit when I walk. Even the smell of clean male skin or aftershave. It’s humiliating. I feel like such a fucking freak.” “My last doctor just gave me antidepressants and said it was all in my head, just anxiety. But it’s not anxiety. It’s like my pussy has a mind of its own and it wants cock twenty-four seven.” “I wake up soaked and aching every morning, I go to bed soaked and aching every night, and in between I’m fighting the urge to grind against anything I can find just to get a little relief.”

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“The collection, Dark Corners. I read the first four stories before bed last night, and I have to say I really enjoyed them.” “I appreciate that. I really do love working in the short form, but I had such a hard time convincing my publisher to release a collection. They insisted the public doesn’t care about short stories, and honestly Dark Corners didn’t sell anywhere near as well as the novels.” “But I bet it still made the bestsellers list.” “It did,” Brad said, shifting in his seat as if sitting on a rock. He was always uncomfortable talking about his work, and specifically the money he made from it; it felt too much like bragging.