Goosebumps Audiobook Novels & Stories

Now mom felt comfort like she was in the arm of a man, but just as she was about to get too comfortable with the romantic and sensual aura from the beach, she heard this startling deep voice saying: "What troubles you?" The voice echoed from above her head. The voice was very deep but mild, sounding like a cocktail of the roar of a lion and the gentle rush of the sea. Goosebumps rash her immediately, with her hair all erect, her eyes wide open and round.

LEXI'S POV Goosebumps crawled all over my skin because of a strange feeling I couldn’t quite understand. Chase’s face was so close to mine that I couldn’t move. I wanted to push him away, but my strength seemed to have left me. I lacked the courage to do anything at that moment. I was just frozen at where I am standing right now. I swallowed hard when he gently held my chin and turned my face to look at him. He was staring straight into my eyes.

Autumn POV I held my breath, my body tingling as my senses heightened, causing goose bumps to riddle my skin and the pounding of my chest in rhythm with the incoming steps.I try to struggle out of Kavan’s hold, but his hands do not bulge as they press against the wall beside my head, trapping me between his body and the cold stone.

“Don’t you dare think about it.” Goosebumps exploded on my arms, and I instantly rubbed them, like that would stop the creepy chill crawling all over me. "Can’t sleep?”

the biggest of the rogues I’d seen hissed, scratching its mangy hide against my tree in a way that made me screw my eyes shut. I couldn't remember the last time I prayed to the goddess but I prayed hard now, wishing the ground would open up and swallow the rogues or that the monsters from The Darkness would claim them. The sound of their footfalls echoed before ending in silence as goosebumps rippled over my skin. “Gone…thank the moon, they're all gone!” I heaved exasperatedly, squinting into the dark and seeing nothing before I carefully got down. The crunch of snow under my feet only lasted a few seconds before the unmistakable noise of something breathing down my neck made my body stiffen

Goosebumps rose along my arms and I shivered as I read the title. My fingers were tracing the gold letters on the cover when I heard the door of the library open up and a voice. “What are you doing here?”

Every inch of her skin broke out in gooseflesh. “Something is in here with me.” Her mind screamed. “Very likely something dead.” At that moment, she heard someone humming again. She instinctively became conscious of her own breathing; it's became quiet again but she was still on edge and her ears were pricked. Just then, she heard it again, closer this time. Like the person was standing behind her door. Roxy on the other hand heard a similar sound like that, but hers was more of a babbling sound, followed by a pounding noise.

Adams waited at the driver’s seat patiently humming to himself when all of a sudden, the door burst opened, startling him. “Oh mine! Ichabod! You almost gave me a fit! Why were you back so....” He kept quiet as he recognized the twitched face and the cyan eyes. In a low growl, Odin ordered, “drive!” “Okay.” Adams said without further ado and switched on the engine. **

Make it stop. The violent trembling of my hands and my body snapped me back to reality. A wave of coldness descended upon me, pricking my pores and shooting into my veins. It froze me up from the inside out. "Oh, come on, sweetheart," his deep chuckle filtered through the speakers, causing goosebumps to sprout all over my skin. My lungs were closing in on me. I couldn't breathe through my nose. I tried doing it with my mouth but it was such a herculean task getting air out of my system when I had none left in my lungs.

It vibrated through my bones, turning my skin to gooseflesh and my stomach to stone. “Okay,” I whispered, like the word could anchor me. “Okay, Nora. You’re not… you’re not doing anything stupid.” My body disagreed. My feet moved anyway. I stepped onto the porch, barefoot because I’d forgotten my own common sense in the same place I’d left my last shred of certainty. The boards groaned under me. The sound felt enormous. I stood very still and listened. Wind sifted through branches. Something small, rabbit, squirrel, scratched through dead leaves. Far off, an owl called once, a single syllable of night.