Fences Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Congratulations. You may now enter the compound.” “About fucking time.” A man near me muttered and started to move towards the gate. The man with the tablet arched a brow “I never said you were going to enter through the gate.” He looked to the right and we followed his line of sight…to the barbed fence. There were mutters of “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” and “This is crazy. I’m out.” but I was already assessing the fence, looking for hand and footholds. “Whoever gets over the fence in ten minutes or less and with as little injuries as possible, proceeds to the next stage. A siren would indicate the start of those ten minutes. See you on the inside.” The gate closed again.

“I take it the disturbance reached all the way to Alpha’s den?” “Yes,” She hissed. “Whatever it is, we need to make it stop, RIGHT NOW!” It grated on her nerves, disrupting the inner tranquility she so carefully tried to construct. “It’s coming from beyond the perimeter fence,” Lucien pointed down the valley, to the 10-foot-high metal fence that enclosed the settlement. On the other side, there already was a large gap in the tree line, dotted with heavy machinery. The breaking of wood echoed, followed by a resounded thud.

"Maybe… Maybe we don't need them back." The idea hit me all at once. I turned to my mother-in-law, Audrey Miller, and said, "Mom, the electric grid! If we power up the high-voltage fence outside, it can fry them!" Audrey's eyes lit up. She nodded right away. "You're right—the grid!" She swiftly hurried to the corner and pulled out the hidden communication device. Under everyone's watch, she connected the line. "What is it, Mom? I'm in the middle of something here," Quinton Morwood said impatiently, like we were the ones interrupting him.

"A good neighbor is a present help. If you let my son use this place as his playroom, wouldn't he be just like your grandson? "With the addition of a grandson, you'll have more support later in life. You old fool, how can you not understand this?" I raised the knife and swung it once through the air. "If you don't leave right now, believe me, I'll chop you to pieces." Shirley stepped backward again and again until she finally retreated outside. I slammed the door shut. Her shrill, annoying voice was finally cut off. I'd lived in this apartment for two years, and the neighbors next door changed as often as the seasons.

We move with agility and precision, our hearts pounding in our chests as we navigate the darkness, desperately trying to evade capture. As a result, the vigilant guards promptly emerge, their footsteps echoing ominously as they patrol along the perimeter of the fence. Their watchful eyes scan the surroundings, their senses heightened, determined to ensure our escape is thwarted. They move with an air of authority, their presence a constant reminder of the consequences that await us if we are caught.

their come stop in the welcome iron gate after the flower fence "Angelily Lockhart... I'm her best friend, I made an appointment to visit her today..." Riri said cutting her uncle to speak enthusiastically when Gary just nodded smiling wryly hearing his niece's rushed words, the man then spoke in the walkie talkie he was holding before he let their car through with the magnificent fence wide open "Thank you..." Gary said as the person nodded with a polite smile then gestured them to pass as Gary pressed the button to raise the windshield again.

he questions, his voice tinged with a blend of confusion and guarded curiosity. Standing in close proximity to the cell, the partition of metal bars serving as a tangible barrier, Audrey gathers her resolve. "I came to see you," she reveals, her voice carrying a blend of compassion and unresolved emotions as she confronts the complexities of their shared history and the tangled web of emotions that bind them together.

Cassius sighed, when he retracted his legs “we aren’t going to get very far.” The man had described what the whole landscape was going to be like before I had even seen the surroundings for myself. The only thing he had forgotten to mention was the two-storey fence surrounding the area; with more fencing to serve as a roof. It looked like a huge wire jail, full of miserable people shuffling about.

“Looks like no, I’m just a normal person now, remember? The clerk shrugged. - Is something coming? The guy nodded. I don't know what, but I don't like it. - And when did you like something at all? Vic snorted. “We will rest here for a while and go to the border of Miros. Footsteps were suddenly heard in the neighboring yard. They did not have time to come to their senses, as a hole appeared in the fence, which quickly expanded after several powerful blows of the ax, then the fence swayed and partially fell. Vic drew his sword and stepped towards the unknown. Four armed men ran out from behind the fence just as warily, three women and five children trampled behind them. Seeing a man with a na

He waved goodbye to whoever or whatever he’d been speaking to, hopping off the fence with impatient energy. The fence was tall, at least six feet, and I couldn’t see if the neighbor appreciated the show. I called after him casually, “Hope you didn’t scare him off,” and slipped back inside. Neighbors could wait. Today, I didn’t have the patience for small talk or fake smiles. Nathan climbed onto one of the stools at the counter, still buzzing with energy. “So,” I said, watching him wriggle into position, “do we know why there are holes in the fence yet?”