Goosebumps Audiobook Novels & Stories

He stops, chewing on the words, his silence louder than the music humming faintly from the speakers across the room. A shiver ripples down my spine, raising goosebumps that itch under my skin. The incident? Hell, I don’t even want to know.

Leaving goosebumps all over Chris' body. 'Chris, help us. Why won't you help us?' He knew that voice. He will never forget that voice. Chris started walking. Following the voices through the darkness of the night, Chris tried to search for them. 'Help us!' The voice grew angrier, louder, like needles piercing through his brain. He can feel his veins pulsing in his skull. The louder the voices grew, the more painful it became. Chris can feel his body trembling as fear started to creep through his bones.

Warm breath hit the nape of my neck, slowly approaching my ear, making goosebumps prick my skin in a frightening way. "Little girl," he spoke. It was the huskiest voice I had ever heard on a man, one that could chill one's soul severer than the Arctic, make a grown man fall to his knees. "Who I am, isn't something you should be concerned about. What I'll do to you is what you should fear."

Or maybe I would befriend the occupant of the room. I was now standing in front of the gate where the dorm was. I suddenly felt pain inside my ears. I covered them with my both hands. I lowered my head and a peculiar wavelength of sound entered my ears. I heard the distance a conversation. “Hello, who is this?” an old man’s voice was clearly heard as if it was just before me. “Yeah, there is one room vacant here. When do you plan to transfer?” He continued. I was not able to hear who the person on the phone but I could hear his voice.

I’m on my second slide when I hear a voice that gives me unwanted butterflies in my stomach. "Hey, piggy!"From the way this body is reacting with the quicken heartbeat and goosebumps, this is Noah. I roll my eyes in disgust at book Nygeria; how can she be attracted to this asshole? So now I have to suffer while this body reacts to him.

his husky voice sounds near her ear, she could feel his heavy breathing on the back of her neck which made goosebumps to form on her body, standing straight with anticipation. "Why? It's not like a beast resides here" she couldn't resist asking him the reason behind his words. what is going to happen if she comes down at this time of the night? It's not like she was outside the pack house or out in the wild or anything. (Translation: my gem) Trailing a hand up her sides slowly making a shiver to run down her spine, he moves the strands of hair away from her shoulder, she feels the cold air hit the side of her bare neck. making her heartbeat rise in anticipation and excitement.

Just pressure and warmth gripping my thighs and slowly pushing them apart. "Get the fuck off me!" I kick and swing at the empty air and my fist connects with nothing and the hands don't move. They hold my thighs open with a strength that makes my struggling pointless. A voice fills the room. Not from a direction. From everywhere. It’s low and the accent is acient. It’s deep and hot, the kind of voice that voices out erotica audiobooks for me. "I've been waiting two hundred years for someone to stay past midnight. Don't make me wait any longer."

He quietly speaks so as not to disturb my line of concentration. The further I walk down the line of shelving the older the books become and the deeper the vibration and thrum become. It echoes through me and my skin prickles with goosebumps. Like a siren's silent song, I hear the whispers of ancient words. “Do you hear it?” I ask Crimson. “I hear it,” and I just catch the frown that covers his expression when the beat of the thrum turns to whispers and then becomes clearer. I stop when the voices are the loudest. Reaching up I pluck a book from the shelf. But the book is plain and when I open the pages, they are blank. The voices still whisper words I don’t understand.

Hear his footsteps and feel his breath on my skin but I can’t see anything. Not knowing where he is nor when he’ll approach me sends a strong spark to my core. Something fills my ears. This causes my brows to crease slightly in anticipation. Vibration. I can hear the sound of something vibrating. A finger tickles all around my skin, giving me a second lapse of goosebumps. The jiggle of something rings in my ears as something cold lands on my skin. I flinch, arching my body to the side. I hear a swallow as cold lips lands on my skin, followed by a shallow breath.

I heard the Chief’s cool voice echoed inside the meeting room, “Now that everyone’s here, let’s start the meeting.” When I felt his presence beside me, I couldn’t focus on the meeting at all. Everything went inside my right ear and goes out my left ear – nothing comes inside my head. It’s like everything was silent and only his presence could be felt. I bit my lower lip and forced myself to focus on the meeting. At that moment, I heard his low voice rang on my left ear. “Don’t bite your lips. It will bleed.” All the hairs on my body rose and I felt the goosebumps crawled on every part of my body. I quickly let go of my lower lip and stared at the talking person across me.