Emma Audiobook Novels & Stories

Audie was embarrassed by the daughter who deliberately sought Gama's attention. "Gama, I'm sorry, I don't know what to do now." "It's okay, Mom," Gama replied kindly. "I'm going straight to my room to rest. Would you like to take me?" Clarissa asked in a spoiled voice. She was now in Gama's arms. Gama quite understood Clarissa's intentions; now, he could only obey her. Meanwhile, Audie was feeling more and more guilty. In the room, after Gama laid Clarissa's body on the bed, Clarissa reluctantly released her embrace on Gama's body.

Hope rose in Eva as she rushed to the CD player in the middle of the library. She placed the CD in the tray and pushed the tray in. When no sound came from the speakers Eva turned the knob making the volume rise all the way. Still nothing. Frustrated Eva ejected the tray and flipped the CD. She once again pushed the tray in and this time there was a slight hum to it. Eva walked to her windowsill and waited for the audiobook to start. "Oh! Fuck me! Oh yeah! Ah! Ahh!" The loud sounds of moaning and groaning filled the quiet Library scaring Eva half to death. THIS WAS NOT AN AUDIOBOOK!

No bad men. “Read,” Alex said. To Adrian. Not me. “Dada reads on Day 1. That’s rule.” _Silence. 8:45 PM._ Adrian picked up book. Opened it. Cleared throat. Not CEO voice. Not witness voice. Dada voice. “Once upon a time,” Adrian read. 58 BPM. “There was a house. That was not a court. That was not famous. That was not bad. That was just… home.”

“But they were only here during special occasions and long holidays. They’re busy with their job.” He started walking and I copied him. I didn’t bring my phone and earbuds with me. The last time I listened to an audiobook while running with a companion was a disaster. Jay thought I was having an anxiety attack because of my facial reaction to the thriller book I was listening to. I don’t want Angelo to think of me like that. “Are your brother and sisters are also like you?” I hate asking the obvious. If there’s a habit I would like to erase, that would be it.

“I have never loved Jennifer. I only love you, Emma. After I make sure Peter is punished, I will leave Jenny. The Smith siblings will have nowhere to go either.” The voice is Adrian’s. Not a resemblance. Not “sounds like him.” It’s him... low, steady… almost tender in the way he says Emma’s name, like he’s tasting it. The audio keeps playing, filling the cold room like poison gas. It creeps under my skin, settles in my lungs, coats the back of my throat until I can’t tell if I’m breathing or drowning.

"Collins, execute an immediate retrieval run into my coat pocket and pull the slate out." My system lacks the energy to launch a refusal loop. I extend my palm, sliding my fingers straight into the deep interior pocket of his heavy leather training coat, extracting the vibrating glass slate. My eyes scan the digital caller ID, identifying the name Brandon Hayes. "Authorize the connection," Ada commands, his eyes fixed on the baby. "Activate the external loudspeaker immediately." I swipe the glass, initializing the audio bridge and setting the loudspeaker to maximum volume before placing the device flat onto the cedar coffee table.

“If.” “The trophy is broccoli.” He looked at me like I’d just announced a death tax. “That’s a threat.” “Elma, make a note. He’s starting to understand policy language.” Elma pulled one AirPod from her ear. “I’m actually listening to a podcast about a woman who faked her husband’s death, but yes. Noted.” “Why are you listening to that at breakfast?” “Motivation.” Aiden looked at her with immediate interest. I pointed at him. “Don’t.”

She practiced her story for Arthur and added, “He has always liked romantic songs. And he loves me.” Emil snorted at her last statement. Damien simply thought that Moon Goddess had decided on interesting in-laws for him. “Come on, Ada, make those ice-cream coffees,” Emil said walking towards the house. Damien’s lips touched her ear when he whispered, “Make one of those for me tonight.” Ada watched him leave and walked into the house with a sigh not looking forward to her brother’s tantrum. Later that night, after spending a surprisingly nice evening with Uncle Aram, Emil and even Arthur after Uncle Aram’s presence calmed him down, Ada was messaging with Emma and reading “Thais of Athens”. Sh

“I’m-I’m Ashley. It's nice to finally meet you.” “Likewise. I'm David.” Oh, my God. His voice was so deep and baritone. That's exactly the type of voice you'd love to read your eighteen-rated audiobooks for you while you fingered yourself in the bathtub and imagined he was right there with you, saying all those things to you directly. I swear I just dripped on my panties from just hearing him speak. The side of his scarred lips curled up in a knowing smirk, just a bit.

She sat down behind the bus driver as the doors closed behind her. Ellie pulled out the phone her mom had given her in the car before they had left and turned it on. She scrolled through the apps, noticing a notification indicating she had 3 new text messages. She ignored the notifications and opened the audiobook application. Her finger scrolled through the books loaded on the phone and the books she could d******d. She pulled out the headphones that came with the phone, plugged them in, and scrolled through the preloaded classics on the app. Tears came to her eyes as she saw Pride and Prejudice. She hit play, settled her head against the glass window, closed her eyes, and listen to the soo