I Hope This Finds You Well Audiobook Novels & Stories

“You’re safe. I won’t let anyone hurt you again.” The promise sank deep into my chest, cracking something wide open. For the first time in days—or weeks, I couldn’t tell time anymore—I felt hope rush through me, dizzying and sharp. “I knew you’d come,” I babbled, words spilling like broken glass. “I knew, no matter what they said, I knew you would find me. I hope so much, every night, every second, I hope you’d find me.” I could get angry at him another day for that bitch I saw him with, right now, I craved with touch.. Did he come alone? Where was Xiomar and Emilio?

“This might be it! This might actually be it!” And me? For the first time since this insane adventure began, hope punched me right in the chest because with that many bodies… There was no way in hell we wouldn’t find something for one of them. Maybe even both... And then? I could get my life back. Finish my book. Stop dodging Jayden’s calls like an ex. “Alright,” I said, stuffing my phone back into my pocket. “Let’s move. Universe... don’t play with me now.” And together, we headed toward the hospital, the weight of possibility buzzing around us like electricity.

Groaning his dirty words in my ear that'll turn me to absolute puddle for him. I just can't wait. And I hope all this just works out. God, please!

I have to. "You're right," I finally say. River smiles faintly. "I usually am." A small laugh escapes me despite everything. Then my eyes drift back toward the map. The locations are still there. The uncertainty is still there. The fear is still there. But now there is something else. Hope. Real hope. We're going. We're going to find her. And when I do, I won't drag her home. I won't demand answers. I won't tell her what she should do.

one read. “Hi. My husband was recently diagnosed with ageusia, the same disorder that you came down with. We’ve been without hope for the longest time until reading this. Now we have hope that he can be cured and we’ll get our lives back. Thank you! PS: When do we expect the book launch? ☺,” another said. After the initial flood of emotions, I was filled with excitement. I wanted to celebrate with anyone at all. “Becca?” I called out. She’d been on her way to the kitchen when I spotted her through my open door.

I PROMISE I WILL COME BACK SIS AS SOON AS I PUT MYSELF TOGETHER UNTIL THAN PLEASE DON'T TRY TO FIND ME. I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF AS AUGUSTUS TOLD YOU I AM NOT A CHILD ANYMORE. I LOVE YOU AND HOPE YOU BOTH WILL ALWAYS STAY HAPPY TOGETHER. BYE SIS, I LOVE YOU." After the voice note was finished, Lisa's legs went limp as her head started spinning. Augustus immediately held her and took her inside, worry was written all over his face. He put her on the bed and checked for her pulse, it seemed like she fainted again.

It's finally here! Finding Us, formerly known as ‘Crazy About Boys | Finding The One’ when it was originally written on Wattpad, is a New Adult Fiction novel, which is a subgenre of Romance. Since there isn't a New Adult Fiction tag, I'm forced to use the Romance tag. However, there isn't much of a difference, except the aforementioned explains the book better.

His voice is soft but I have no doubt he speaks the truth, or at least what he believes is the truth. I look around, trying to envision myself in this squalor. “I am not fool enough to believe you will be happy with me,” He says, “but I do have hope that you can be content during the short time you will be with me.”

The voice laughed. Actually laughed. Then the recording glitched. The image flickered. The audio cut briefly. When it returned— Hope was standing. Backing away from the camera. Afraid. Very afraid. Something had changed. The distorted voice spoke again. This time colder. Much colder. “You found files you shouldn’t have.” Hope remained silent. The voice continued. “You should’ve walked away.” The room became deathly quiet. Because everyone knew what happened after this. Hope died. Not long afterward.

I announced, I heard his deep intake of breath, “Duly noted, love, I truly hope all these come to an end…. It’s been long since all was well”, “Hopefully…” I drew tiny circles in his chest, taking great comfort in his arms…, I also truly hope that when this is over…, we shall find our way to one another.