Danielle Steel Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Don’t… don’t… I… I’ll just sit a little longer.” “Why should I help you? Do I know you?” “No, but…” Danielle stammered, sweat soaking her forehead. “I’ll count to three, you must get out of my car immediately!” 1… 2… “In fact, I’m the debtor you’ve been looking for!” Danielle shouted in fear. Oh God, Danielle prayed silently. What the hell had she just said. She was definitely dead.

He stepped up to the center of the room, pulling a heavy chair back for me. ​I sat down, placing the thick brown folder flat on the desk right between Sterling’s drink and his pen set. ​Sterling looked down at the folder, then up at me, his eyes narrowing slightly. "And who is this? Your new accountant?" ​"Calla Vane," I said, looking him dead in the eye. "Richard Vane's daughter." ​The glass in Sterling’s hand jerked slightly, ice clicking against the crystal. The small bit of color left in his cheeks drained completely.

Quickly finding it underneath my scattered papers, the pad of my pointer finger gently pressed on the vibrating green icon to accept the call. “My bestie senses are tingling! What’s wrong?! Who’s ass do I need to beat?!” Her voice bellowed into my ear in a series of threats. Thick with a familiar hispanic twange and a fiery sneer, Daniella continued her spewing. “I am so ready to mess up this manicure! Just say the name and give me the place! I’ll be there, no hesitation!” “Nothing’s wrong-” “Lies!” “Not lies! I was just lost in thought, you know?”

Alexander The moment the realization settled in my mind, it was as if the air in the room thickened, turning acrid in my lungs. Daniella was no longer fussing with the containers she’d brought, no longer playing the part of the helpful, eager girl with a basket and a smile. She had gone still.

But this was a Ducati X Diavel and as she climbed on behind Stella, she wondered what she'd gotten herself into. "Now if Teo has two braincells to rub together he might hear us when we take off, even with my new silencer. But they'll still have to catch us. So hold on tight Princess." Dani rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around Stella's waist tightly, taking a deep breath and trying to let go of her worries, at least for the moment.

ly waved at each other. "How's Elena?" Mrs. Beth asked. She's fine, I left her with Britney and Marcus. "I thought I could invite you to our book club next Friday," Beth said to Danielle. "Ermm I have to check my schedule, she said while looking at Nick, thank God He was not looking too, she thought to herself. "No problem, just get back to me" Beth replied as she tells her the address for the book club. "Can we get Battle Field of The Mind by Joyce Meyer, two copies please" Mr. Robyn cut in. "Yeah sure," Danielle said as she went to the bookshelf to get them. Nick was staring at her and he liked her already. Danielle got back to the counter and sold out the book to her. It was 3$. But Mrs.

However, Danielle did not wanted to show her emotions since in her vision Leita was still not someone she could trust. Danielle simply stared at her for a moment as she could not take any step forward knowing that whatever Leita said was true. The woman could feel cold settling in the room and the fear crawled down in the deepest layers of her skin when she heard those words. Danielle’s heart pounding in her chest. With each crash of some metallic sound which was audible from outside, fear crawled deeper and deeper into her mind, until she was consumed by a paralyzing terror.

Turning down the volume of my favourite piece of music, Cristofori’s Dream, by David Lanz, I lifted up the phone that lay beside me and dialled. * Danielle picked up on the second ring. As I had guessed, she was still at the Club. With both Lucien and Schwartz away, her responsibilities had increased tics over. She growled in her peculiar fashion. ‘Yo gal. What’s up?’ But I sensed the disquiet in her tone.

STEEL The door slammed shut behind us, and the air between us grew tight. I could hear her breathing hard, fast, broken — and it stoked the flames that'd been burning since I spotted her on his arm tonight. I closed the distance in two strides, every muscle tensed, every thought focused on her. She tried to stand up straight, chin high, but her hands trembled where she held her clutch. "Steel—" she started. I cut her off with a snarl. "Shut up, Sin." Her lips parted in surprise, and shock passed over her face, but she didn't move. She never moved when I talked that way. "You know what it did to me," I growled, my fist slamming into the wall beside her head. She winced but didn't back away. "

Later after they had both cleaned themselves up and dressed up, Camilla looked at Dante. "Do you want to explain why you are so angry now? She asked him. He kept quiet and refused to answer her. "I refuse to believe that just the two minutes talk I had with Silvana is what caused this anger" she told him. He still kept quiet and refused to say anything. "Dante?" he called his name. "Fine, I will explain" he admitted at last. "OK, please go ahead" she told him.