Hyperbole And A Half Audiobook Novels & Stories

The courtyard is quiet in the specific way of Silver Hollow after midnight: the city is not asleep, it never entirely sleeps, but the particular quality of human and supernatural life that gives it its daytime energy has settled into a lower register and what remains is the city's texture without its volume. "Halfway," she says. He looks at her. "Fifty chapters," she says. "Of whatever we are calling this." He is quiet for a moment. "A life," he says. "A life," she agrees. "Is that what you have been doing inside?" he asks. "Accounting for the life?" "Taking stock," she says. "Two pages backward and three pages forward." "The forward pages are longer." "They usually are," she says. "That is

I stopped writing this book for a while because of low reads but thanks to your growing comments and support I'm thinking about finishing it. Till the next update. Keep voting and commenting please. Chapter soundtrack: Half a man by Dean Lewis

I couldn't stop crying, my tears mixing with the fallen hair as I grieved the big change that made my life full of sadness and shame. But instead of feeling sorry for me, Seraphina, with her mean joy, just mocked me even more. Her laughter echoed around, blending with my cries, creating a sad and cruel atmosphere. The bits of my pride were left on the floor, showing how harshly Seraphina had treated me. "This is your real origin, Ari. You’re nothing but a slave. You were fortunate enough that I brought you here. This is where you belong. You are nothing but a filthy half-rank but now, you are worse than a slave.."