Fences Audiobook Novels & Stories

"Uncle and me got this, we can get my brother out." "It's okay, because I don't know what I want anymore. Let's go," I pick the bag up and start to walk to the fence. He has parked the car beside the trees in the dark, a half kilo away from the fence, for safety. The fence is high-voltaged electrified and attached with burglar alarms, so the authority doesn't need to bother put guards here. A kilometer from the fence there's the infirmary, around the building there are four towers, with guards, hand in their shotguns. I kneel and slowly open the bag to de-electrifiy the fence, while Kramer and Lynn search for the wires, they will cut them.

Caleb smiles, “Okay, I want you to close your eyes and take in your surroundings. Hear the forest and the animals. Listen.” I close my eyes and I can hear the breeze run through the leaves. Birds chirp and dirt crunches in the distance. This almost feels surreal, it’s like the forest is being mapped out in my head and I can see it in my mind. I search the fence line and find nothing but hear growls in the distance. “I think more Zobs are coming.” Lucas nods, “There are always more. That’s why we got the fence. It took years to put up but it’s worth it. This attack was the first one where they have broken through it. It’s almost like they are getting smarter, but they seem like mindless zombi

~Nathan~ At first, I don't want to believe it's what I'm suspecting as I follow the trails of the smoke. It leads me to a fence. A thick high fence. From outside, I can hear grunts, snarls, growls, incantations. “I don't think you wanna go in there,” my beast growls as though he can already tell what's going on.

Because of that he could also curse God's gift that some people considered a gift, memory was definitely not always pleasant. But this time he only needed to find a house with a separate building concept for each room at high altitude. The distinctiveness of the cast bricks and the wall coloring pattern reminded her of a villa on the island of the gods in a traveling-themed show. That clue alone was enough to lead them to a gate that looked old from the outside, as if it had been unoccupied for a very long time. The wooden sliding doors were even food for creepers. However, the sound of a car engine from inside the fence made them retreat, waiting from a distance. They recognized the man who

It is safe to say that they have put me through worse. The engine roars to life, making my heart race and the scenario starts to change through the window. My sinful family slides behind and a series of pine trees, then crossroads, then middle sized houses with small gardens come ahead. The sky looks bright and the sun rays glitter on the lake body in between the shade of more trees and bushes. The bricks and houses start to get less as the car moves forward, replaced by more greenery and clean roads. After, maybe, an hour or so, the scenario changes into an isolated road with greenery on both sides, but fenced with huge metallic rods, each having a sharp spear at the head. If anyone tries t

Rhett sighed, he never thought he would sit down next to someone and just be able to relax. “So when do we go back to reality?” Aldric whispered. “Not yet.” Rhett whispered leaning more into Aldric. Alarms started sounding in the distance, Aldric sat up. Rhett stiffened and stood. He knew right away it was the alarms to the fences. He shut his eyes, focusing on it. Aldric began getting dressed. “West fence.” Rhett said quietly, focusing on the noise. Another siren began going off, and then another. Soon all fence alarms were going off as it echoed around them.

Same layout, same fences, same smell of sweat and gun oil drifting through the night. Only bigger. Hungrier. They weren’t just rebuilding. They were thriving. Thomas swore under his breath. “Christ. It’s a goddamn fortress.” “Yeah.” I spat in the dirt. “Let’s crack it open.” We slipped close. The trees gave us cover until the fence hummed electric in front of us. I cut through with insulated shears stolen from a work van, sparks spitting against my jacket. We crawled under, bellies scraping dirt, and came up inside enemy teeth.

The electric fence panel is behind a maintenance cover near the east garden gate and the override code I extracted from a security rotation schedule three months ago still works, the low hum dies, the locks disengage, and I push through. The fence. I look at it, at Adrian's dead weight across my back, and for one second I seriously consider my life choices. Then I grip the metal and I climb. It's not graceful or quiet. Adrian groans twice and his weight shifts in ways that make my arms shake and my shoulders burn with a deep grinding ache, and when we come over the top I can't control the landing and we both go down hard on the other side, gravel biting into my palms, Adrian making a sound l

Even the youngest whom I was three-years ahead of could climb fences. I panted and puffed out a big breath. Tonight, I was going to climb a god-damned frigging fence wether the devil liked it or not. And I summoned up the courage, and stood up with a new found boldness within me. My ears could detect that the dogs were returning, because their loud backs from a distance became obvious through the silent night. I could see the faint light of touches and, I could hear the voices of Tunde Ibrahim's men.

I don’t have time for this, but if I’m am going after Annie this time it needs to be different. I step on the gas and sip my way through traffic, leaving behind me a trail of blaring horns, and cars piled up on the shoulder, fearful that I would crash right into them. I pull up to Janes gated community. I have no patience for the guard who asks who I’m seeing. I drive through the fence. There’s a loud crack like a whip and I look in the river mirror at the white fence, hanging to its post by a thread. The security guard who is well past his prime looks at me stunned. He probably never thought the day would come when he would have to put any kind of pathetic training he got in use.