Everything I Never Told You Audiobook Novels & Stories

I’d been through seven foster homes. Before each one sent me away, they stopped answering my questions, stopped looking at me, and let the house grow silent. I couldn’t stand that kind of silence. So I became someone who talked too much. When my biological mother finally brought me into the powerful Moretti family at seventeen, I tried even harder to make people like me. Within one day, I knew the guards’ birthdays, the school nurse’s favorite podcast, and where my classmates kept their emergency medication. My stepsister Bianca called it manipulation. My stepbrother Luca called it an addiction to attention. To cure me, he ordered my entire school and family not to speak to me for seventy-tw

Afterward, I bought their silence and buried the story. Every piece of surveillance footage that caught us got bought out. All so Ellie could recover somewhere quiet. The doctor spotted me and immediately walked over. "Ms. Leighton, your daughter's awake. It's just..." "Just what?" My chest tightened as I rushed into the room. Ellie sat quietly on the bed. The second she saw me, she smiled. "Mommy." Her tiny hand was sweaty as she held onto my pinky. "Mommy, I need to tell you something. During surgery, I saw Daddy. He told me not to be scared. He said to stay strong and brave. He said he'd always watch over us from heaven."

‎ ‎I stood beside the door and read them one by one. ‎ ‎"Revisions received." ‎ ‎"Terms acknowledged." ‎ ‎"Blackwood Group notified." ‎ ‎Each one landing with the clean, precise weight of something that had been a long time coming. ‎ ‎I read them without reacting. ‎ ‎Then locked my phone and got in. ‎ ‎Somewhere across the city, Damien would be reading the same thing. ‎ ‎But from the other side. ‎ ‎I sat in the car for a moment before starting the engine. ‎

All I can hear is the echo of a name I never knew I needed. Eleanor Kingsley. My grandmother. Alive. Searching. And now… she knows I exist. ** The name echoes in my head long after Ivan closes the laptop. Evan. A man I never met or even knew existed beyond a shadow. A man whose name my mother buried so deeply it took a stranger digging through hospital archives to find it. I feel hollow and full at the same time — like someone carved out my insides and replaced them with questions. Faith sits beside me, her hand still wrapped around mine. “Talk to me.”

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Grace agreed to leave the Snow family's fortune to me and our child. The only thing that you'll get is the title of the Snow family's son-in-law!" Clarence exclaimed, bursting into laughter. I had accidentally put the phone on speaker mode when I answered the call earlier, which allowed Ashley to hear every word that he said. Rage burned in Ashley's eyes as she slammed her fist against the steering wheel. I remained calm and asked, "Were you responsible for what happened to Ruth?"

No matter how hurtful the truth was, he still had to tell her. He took a deep breath and started, "That day—" Ivory sneered and cut him off. "Are you going to tell me that you're the one who gave the order to have me whipped a hundred times in the private room at the jewelry exhibition?" Wilson staggered back. Then, he smiled self-deprecatingly. "So… you already know the truth." "Ha! I'm not a fool. Those hundred lashes were what thoroughly killed my love for you. As each lash landed, I told myself you were unworthy of my love and devotion!" she snapped.

No one expected a guy to be this fake-soft. He'd been running this same act for years—guilt, tears, charm. Always worked on her. Not this time. She wasn't the soft, forgiving woman he used to know. She lunged at him, yanking his collar. "Didn't you say your kid would die without that kidney? That Stella could wait? That everything would be fine?" Her voice cracked. "Then why is she dead? Why?! The doctor just told me Evan could've waited. So why did you lie to me?!"

“This needed to be clean.” Clean was not supposed to feel like this. I poured a drink I didn’t touch and opened the internal report again, scanning lines I had already read twice. Financial clearance approved.Access revoked.Tattoo removal executed.Asset compensation delivered. And yet my thoughts drifted backward, uninvited, replaying everything that had happened before she disappeared, details I had dismissed at the time because dismissal had been easier than attention. I remembered the clinic. The way she’d sat upright on the steel bed, fingers curled so tightly into the sheets her knuckles had gone white, and when the doctor asked about anesthesia, she had answered before anyone else coul

They never left me alone my entire life even for a second and all of sudden they just died. I went into depression and it took so many consultants to coax me into accepting that they are never gonna come back. Slowly but gradually I started accepting it. It took so much work from my nana to make me feel alive again. But everything turned devastating the moment the two of the most cruel people I ever met came into my life. They made my life a living hell. They killed nanna in front of my eyes. They tortured me for three years straight, with all the different kinds of turtle you can think of.

I send back. "Please baby, don't do this, I didn't lie to you. I can't talk right now, but I will see you tomorrow. I promise we will talk then." He says. "NO!" I reply then launch my phone against the wall. My phone burst into pieces. I go to the bedroom and cry until morning. I don't know exactly what time I dozed off but when I woke up the sun was up, the kids were at school, and I had a migraine the size of Texas. I look on my night stand to find a bottle of water, some ibuprofen and my phone put back together and placed on silent. I grab the water and take the ibuprofen. I grab my phone and call my mom.