Divergent Free Audiobook Novels & Stories

I spent three years crying over Marcus Lawinston and his stupid lies… I wasn't going to start crying on a terrace in front of a billionaire who thought I was a con artist. “I didn't plan this,” I said, my voice dropping until it was almost a whisper. “If I wanted my father's money, I wouldn't have spent the last three years working twelve hour shifts at a bookstore just to pay for a tiny apartment with a leaky ceiling. I wouldn't have driven a car that breaks down every time it sprinkles. I left that family for a reason, Darien.” Darien watched me for a long time, his eyes moving over my face like he was trying to find a lie in my expressions. The silence stretched between us, “It doesn't ma

Clearly printed on the document were the words "Divorce Agreement" "Jenna, don't you love me anymore?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"Mommy is the worst! Get out of the way! You made us unable to see Ingy anymore!" I didn't even need a mirror to know how terrible I looked. Meanwhile, Corbin seemed to have known all along that things would end up like this. He was unexceptionally calm when he finally spoke. "This is fun, isn't it? You finally look as ridiculous as you behave. Oh, do you regret it now? If you really divorce me, your family will fall into ruin. So, stop acting like a clown and—" "I'm divorcing you." I didn't have any energy in my limbs, and the back of my head was still throbbing in pain, but my voice was firm and steady. "I swear that I'll divorce you, Corbin Stallone."

"Just chilling. Thought maybe I could help." I smiled, genuinely thankful, and gently pushed the door open. Laughter spilled out from inside. "Man, only you could've pulled that off, Clement. Leaving Faye stranded in Svalmere—bet she cried her eyes out." "So, when are you bringing her back?" I gripped the door handle tighter when I heard Clement's slow, relaxed drawl. "What's the rush? I'll bring her back when she learns her lesson. You guys won't believe this—she actually emailed me a divorce agreement the other day. Said she wanted to 'end things'. I almost died laughing. It's obviously a bluff.

“Whatever! You're going to donate blood. End of discussion.” My eyes turn sharp. I am done with this shit! Taking a deep breath, I move my arm swiftly in a back rotation to push and lose his grip on me before pushing him away. With a dead look in my eyes, I decisively inform him, “Let’s get a divorce, Keegan.”

Austin's gaze grew even deeper, and at this moment, that depth exerted pressure on Natalie. Natalie took several deep breaths but couldn't suppress the heaviness in her chest. The two locked eyes and neither said anything more. Just as Natalie thought Austin would tell her the reason, the man changed the topic. He said, "Divorce Irwin." Natalie fell silent. At his words, her mind went blank! Natalie's hands clenched into fists at the man's commanding tone, and she felt a bit anxious. At this moment, even looking at Austin was somewhat dangerous.

Cataclysmic effect on my being. I crashed in an unfamiliar place. Technically on a rugged couch. My heart started racing as my eyes swept the studio apartment left and right. My fear heightened as I hear whumps on the room across me. I precipitately laid my hands on my paraphernalia and stealthily walked my way to what seems to be the main door. As I tried to attempt my escape, a well-known voice discontinued me on my stride. “Maybe you would like a cup of coffee before you set off?” he proffered.

“No!” “Ah come on. You didn't even hear me.” The lift stops at the last floor, and everyone gets off. I walk outside with Audrey tailing me. When I see Bangizwe parked in front of the building while leaning on the car with his arms folded and sunglasses adorning his face. I run to him. I don't know why I did, but I do, and he catches me then hugs me back. People like Audrey can drown in the river because they can never match Bangizwe. “Okay someone missed me.” He let me go. I could tell that people were staring but I couldn't care less.

“You need to let your hair down and get wild. You’ve been buttoned up for too long. Take a walk on the wild side.” I shook my head. “My wild side is buying a movie I haven’t seen.” Khloe nodded. “This is true.” “There’s something to be said for being a good girl,” I said, lifting my chin. “Yes, it says boring,” Khloe said. “You only live once, and we are in a place where no one knows you, and there is like a ninety-nine percent chance you will never see any of these people again. No one is going to know you. You can cut loose and take on a whole new personality. Let’s give you a fake name, an alter ego.”

Here goes nothing… “Miranda, I choose you to be my best friend, partner and my one true love. My promise to you is simple: my love for you will endure until the end of time because with you I am free to make mistakes without judgment. I’m free to learn and to grow in a rich and safe environment. I am free to laugh, and cry, and even rage when I need to. I can give and receive without debt or expectation. I am free to be myself to the fullest extent. With you, Miranda, I am finally free.” The End