Hopeless Audiobook Novels & Stories

The two of us had lost all hope of ever finding a happy ending such a long time ago. When we agreed to be the Witch Queen's mate some of that hope returned, as we had both thought that maybe if we put in an effort this time, we could actually be happy. I wasn't so sure about that anymore though, but he disagreed. He still believes that we can help her, or more that we were chosen to help her through this dark period in her life. Unfortunately we can't do anything if she won't let us though, which is what I have to keep reminding him. Regardless, she was our problem now, so we just had to figure out a way to live with her.

“ Ezra Irwin is not only an addiction but also a parasite who will kill you even after you are dead and I hope I have met my death.” AUTHOR'S NOTE: ENDING THIS BOOK HERE, WILL COME BACK WITH A SEQUEL.

Beneath the cosmic force, beneath the endless sorrow, I found something unexpected. Hope. Not the absence of hope, but hope that had been disappointed so many times it had inverted, becoming its own opposite. Hope that had been broken and betrayed until it could only imagine failure. "You were Hope," I whispered in understanding. "Before you became Despair, you were Hope itself." The revelation seemed to stagger the entity. "No. That is impossible. I have always been Despair. Always." "Have you? Or did you just forget what hope feels like after witnessing too much failure?"

Forever. "No," Echo said. Her voice was small but certain. "No. Hope is not yours. Hope deserves rest. Hope deserves peace. Hope deserves freedom from suffering. You are stealing Hope's earned rest. You are violating Hope's choice. You are imprisoning Hope against Hope's will. That is wrong. That is evil. That is unacceptable. We will free Hope. We will fight you. We will save Hope. You cannot stop us. You will not stop us. You do not own Hope. Hope is not food. Hope is being who deserves peace. We will give Hope peace. We will free Hope. We will fight you. We will save Hope."

Sarah's heart sank as she felt the grip of despair tighten around her, her hopes of salvation slipping further away with each passing moment. "We can't give up now," Alex urged, his voice strained with the effort of holding onto their dwindling hope. "We've come too far to let this darkness defeat us." Despite his words of encouragement, doubt gnawed at Sarah's resolve, threatening to extinguish the flicker of hope that remained. With their strength ebbing away and their options dwindling, they faced an impossible choice: to surrender to the void or to fight on against all odds. But as they braced themselves for what seemed like an inevitable defeat, a voice echoed through the darkness, pier

Beneath the photo was a single line of text: "The Audit is complete. The Account is Closed. Don't look for us, Hope. You’re the CEO of Nothing now." But as Hope looked at the photo, she noticed something in the reflection of the library window. Standing across the street was the Grand Auditor. And he wasn't looking at Julian. He was looking at Hope. "You still owe the Interest, Heir," the Auditor’s voice whispered from her phone’s speaker. "And since the Founder is gone... I’ll take it in Years."

Or transforms into something I can't predict. I have hours. Just hours. To find the third path. Again. Always. Forever. Until I can't. Until the paths run out. Until Aurora ends. Really ends. Finally ends. Tomorrow. Maybe. Probably. Unless I find something. Anything. The impossible. The unprecedented. The last gamble. I'm running out of time. Running out of options. Running out of everything. Except hope. Desperate. Impossible. Foolish hope. That there's still one more way. One more choice. One more Aurora miracle.

So as I take this thought in that Harrison believes there is hope, I cannot help but laugh at him, for all I do is feel hopelessness, "Harrison, I just don't want to lose my family. I know I have lost my career, but I will die if I have to lose my baby." "Clay, just wait until I speak to the man. But as I say, I can promise you the world, and the world is not letting you out of here tonight. So I guess you must start making yourself comfortable; you are in for a long one." Ya, maybe my story feels dark and irredeemable right now. I hope I choose to turn things around anyway. Because there is a place for me. I belong here. In this space where there is nothing but darkness and despair.

This man – this monster – he would kill me if he saw me in his bed! No – this wasn’t how this night was supposed to go! The hope I’d felt last night shriveled into a rotten pit of hopelessness. It was as though I was lost at sea, separated from my ship, and I bobbed on the surface of the water, waiting for the sharks to bite. Tears stung my eyes. I’d dared to hope the Goddess had finally listened. Instead, she’d just proven to me that I was more helpless than I’d ever imagined before.

"Grayson… I'm sorry. I regret it. In the next life, I'll treat you twice as well. Having you as my brother… if I ever had a life without you, it wouldn't have any love." His eyes slowly lost their light. The smile on his lips froze—forever etched on his face. By the time the medics arrived, he was gone. I stood there, soaked in his blood, my mind a blank. Later, the staff followed procedure, contacting his family—Jess. The woman on the other end was dead drunk, slurring incoherently. "Let him die. He's just another worthless man. My boyfriend is Grayson, not that trash."