Free Crime And Punishment Audiobook Novels & Stories

I take a deep breath, and I go down the stairs slowly as I hear women crying. “You bitch, you gonna pay for this” I hear a man’s voice. I signal my man to stay quiet while I walk further into the darkness, and I see a light under a door where we can hear the screaming. I open the door and shoot before asking questions, and a tall, bulky man falls to the floor with a bullet in his head. I see four women on the floor crying. “I’m not going to hurt you”, I say as Elliot walks in behind me, and I can tell by his face he wasn’t expecting this. Fuck. Human trafficking really pisses me off, and I know who’s behind this. The guy that I killed had a strong Spanish accent.

Or show any sign of weakness. "I want you to understand something." Dante's tone was...soft. Even if his voice was laced with vulnerability, his grip on her only tightened. "You can't begin to imagine how innocent he was. Cain... he.. He didn't deserve any of this. He didn't even belong in this life." His fingers dug in, bruising. "I did everything I could to protect him. To keep him away from people like you." His voice betrayed him and broke slightly, showing a rare glimpse of grief. But just as quickly, his expression hardened again, like cold steel.

“You want that? Want my cum dripping out of you while I disappear?” I moaned desperately, pushing back to meet every thrust. “Yes please fill me up” With a satisfying groan, he thrust himself deep and climaxed intensely. I sensed each throb, each warm surge as he released within me, his hips twitching from the aftereffects. The warmth of it, the filthy knowledge that a dangerous, bleeding criminal just claimed me so thoroughly, sent another smaller orgasm rolling through me. For a long time, the only noises were our uneven breaths.

​For hours, Raymond detailed every bribe, every clean-up, and every threat, effectively burying Nelly under the weight of her own greed. The Judge’s gavel fell like a guillotine. The courtroom was silent as the sentences were read: ​“Raymond, sentenced to death by hanging”. He was led out in chains, his face a mask of terror as the finality of his crimes caught up to him. ​“Nelly, sentenced to life imprisonment” without the possibility of parole. Her smugness was gone, replaced by a hollow, vacant stare as she realized she would die within the grey walls of a cell.

I said as my mind went back to the ordeal I had just experienced. “A dangerous dream,” she whispered. “They’re into everything you can imagine—arms dealing, human trafficking, drug empires. They’re the kings of the underworld. The allure is undeniable, but they leave a trail of destruction wherever they go. Not even the hounds of hell have such a huge love for carnage and power as they do.”

Whom he doesn't even love before his accident. And now after the accident, I'm nothing to him. He wants to discard me to aside only because of one woman who doesn't even worth him? Wha.... What kind of a life is this? What kind of a Fate is this ya Allah (oh Lord!) You know this is a CRUEL FATE, right? I haven't done anything wrong, then why am I suffering for the sins I didn't commit? Or if I've sin against you unknowingly, can you please forgive me? Take pity on my child and don't do this to me please- I mentally made a plead to Allah.

"Public? You can't—it's barbaric! The old laws—" "Old laws?" I sneered, stepping close enough to grab a fistful of his shirt, yanking him forward against the barbs. He yelped, blood welling anew. "You invoked them when it suited you—framing an innocent for murder, poisoning the pack against my mate. Now, you'll kneel in chains before them all. Stripped. Branded. Forced to confess every sin, every lie. And if the pack demands blood... well, they'll have it. But not by my hand alone. By theirs." Lisa's scream pierced the air from the other room—high, frantic—as if she'd heard every word. Kai moved toward the archway at my nod, signaling the others.

Caleb quickly lowered his head to avoid offending her. He couldn't afford that. Theodore sat up, stood up, and walked up to Caleb. Softly, he began padding around him like a predator seizing up his prey. “ Stop feeling guilty, it was your sister's greed that cost her —her life.” He began. “ How foolish of a mere street lady to think she could have a chance by the prince’s side.” He chuckled incredulously. “ And she even wanted me to bend the law that has been implemented since our forefathers for her. How foolish.”

You are an exconvict. I don't blame anyone for seeing me differently. I am a different man because I have done things I would never mention to survive. I have framed people to get more food. I have hidden things in unmentionable places in my body. I have been served food that had moss growing on it. I have suffered for a crime I did not commit, so anyone could understand if I have anger in my heart.

The teacher scolds us both, but all I can hear and see is his smile. He fixed me, he’s my serotonin, my very own drug. My feeling for him feels illegal, but he’ll still be my favorite crime. “Mr. Alex Sheperd and Mr. Conan Gray, this is not the time for chit chatting, now answer my question or you’ll meet the principal. “ We faced each other with a smile on our faces. We grabbed our bags and willingly took our punishment. This shocked our professor as he stopped talking until we left the room. We didn’t answer his question, it’s not like we could answer it anyway.