Corrupt Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Back the fuck up, you are what?” “I keep hearing this voice inside my head, but only sometimes.” “And what exactly is this voice saying? And when did it start?” “I don’t remember, do you think I’m becoming one of the flawed?” Anger rose from deep inside of me and I felt it pooling at my fingertips, I looked down and it looked like blue electricity was shooting out from them. And then I heard the voice again. We are not shadow users Charlee, we are one, and we are good. I jumped at the voice inside my head again.

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees “Now listen carefully.Monique believes she has leverage. She thinks those files can scare you into silence. What she doesn’t realize is that by sending them,she just committed a bigger crime.” I frowned.”How?. “Blackmail.Forgery.identity manipulation. Digital impersonation, And that voice note? He gave a short laugh, “ whoever did that didn’t do a good job at all, no real editor makes it that obvious.” I sighed feeling a little relieved. “So what do we do?”

It should’ve finished processing by now. He’d meant to get the results the night before, but the software had crashed, a rogue memory overflow in the waveform alignment module. He’d been halfway to snapping his keyboard in two before Rico talked him off the ledge, patched in remotely, and helped rebuild the corrupted index. They restarted the process together just after midnight. Twenty-four hours later, the program should be done. And this time, it wouldn't just be a garbled spectrogram or modulated echo. It would be clear. Decoded.

Three days until Alister won. The District Attorney’s office had been a whirlwind of grim efficiency. Handing over the damning audio recording, hearing Alister’s smug, venomous voice fill the sterile conference room again, confessing to judicial corruption, corporate sabotage, and the casual dismissal of "my poisoning", "my child’s death" had been both cathartic and utterly draining. Seeing the shock, then the hardened resolve on the DA’s face had been satisfying. Warrants were being drafted for Alister’s arrest on a laundry list of charges: conspiracy, bribery, blackmail, attempted murder. The asset freeze was being challenged aggressively by Franklin, leveraging the recording as proof of f

“Just Marcus. He was in here at 7:23 a.m. and again just before lunch.” Denver’s suspicion hardened. He strode back to Marcus’s office, voice low and cold. “You deleted the backups, didn’t you?” Marcus leaned back, smugness flickering in his eyes. “Prove it.” Denver clenched his jaw. “I don’t need to prove it to you. But the audit logs will.” He marched to the boardroom, calling the meeting to order. “There’s been a problem with the integration. Marcus’s files are corrupted, and all backups were deleted this morning, under his credentials.”

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.

Zadicus whispered, curling his hands in a fist with a clenched jaw as the moments of his misery flashed before his eyes. “We have gotten too far, no consequences could stop us. We have to complete what we started, Brother. There is no return from this point anymore.” Tristan said sternly, resting his hand on Zadicus’ shoulder, giving it an assuring squeeze. “You are right. There is no use to grasp what is no longer in our grip; it's meaningless at this point.” Zadicus breathed out, understanding his words. “This world is Corrupted after all.” Zadicus spoke, glancing over his shoulder to look at Tristan who stood with a grievous but stern expression.

Because that was the problem. He hadn’t tried. Delph was already moving toward us. Fast. Controlled. But sharp. “What did you just do?” he asked, voice low. Kai shrugged slightly. “It was… loud. Inside.” I stepped forward immediately, placing myself between Delph and the twins without thinking. Not because I feared Delph. But because I feared what this meant. “It was a corrupted fragment,” I said quickly. “It was unstable already, ” But Delph shook his head.