I Who Have Never Known Men Audiobook Novels & Stories

He didn’t rush me or even to think of helping me to start a conversation. He just watched me, like a predator studying a cornered prey, calm and patient, knowing I would eventually make another foolish move. “I… you see, it’s not what you think,” I began, my voice trembling as I tried to catch hold of words that didn’t exist. “It’s… it’s just that I wanted to go, you know, to… to know how… how men work and all of that. You should understand, like… trying to learn about men.”

His words had peeled another layer of emotion I didn't know I could feel. “If we shared the same bed, wouldn't it bother you knowing I'm damaged goods?” I asked, my voice barely audible. Adrian didn't hesitate. “You're not damaged goods, Scarlett, and even if you were, I'm hardly one to judge because I'm not perfect either. If I were, my biological parents wouldn't have abandoned me, and my adoptive family would have shown me what it felt like to be loved, but they didn't. That’s why I spent the last twenty-eight years of my life learning everyone's weaknesses before they could exploit mine. I made sure every one of their secrets remained within arm's reach, so if they ever decided to come a

What I was doing. He knows my voice. I hold him a little closer. “I’m going to tell you something,” I say. “And I need you to understand it even though you’re only four days old and actually understanding things is still a few years away.” I look at his face. “I wasn’t the man I should have been before you. Before your mother, I made decisions that hurt people. I kept secrets I shouldn’t have kept. There’s a version of my life I’m not proud of.” I pause. “You’ll find out some of it when you’re older. This world doesn’t hide its history well. People will tell you things about your father, and some of those things will be true.”

I whisper, shaking my head slightly, still caught between the remnants of heat and the sudden shift in the air. His throat bobs as he swallows, and when he speaks again, his voice is quieter, but there’s a rawness there that makes my heart clench. "I’ve never experienced pleasure," he admits, his lips pressing into a thin line. "Not once. Not from anyone. I’ve tried everything. Men, women, both at the same time. I’ve even seen human doctors, tried to figure out what’s wrong with me, but nothing ever works." He pauses, his gaze locking onto mine, something unreadable swirling in his depths. "Until you."

But nobody knows the real man beneath the facade of this devil. Nobody knows the truth about me, nobody knows the obscure secret of my life. Hell! even I don't know about it. the thought keeps haunting me that I am still not able to discover it. the secret that doesn't let me sleep at night. little did anyone know that I was never like this before, I never wanted to be like this, to be the man that I am today. But sometimes people don't get to choose the life they want to live, it's their destiny which forces them to take up the path that they never aim to walk on. I always wished to have a normal life with a family. but it never happened to me. How funny it is that I don't even know who my

Henry*** The world shatters around me, a cacophony of destruction that echoes through my bones. Everything I’ve ever known is crumbling, slipping through my fingers like sand, and the storm inside me rages with an intensity I can’t control. I am its eye, the center of this chaos, and yet I am powerless to stop it. The darkness surrounds me, pulls at my insides, and all I can do is endure its cold, suffocating grip. The man I was… I can barely remember him. Only fragments remain, scattered like broken glass, and the creature I’ve become is all that’s left.

I hissed. Margaret was trapped in his shield weeping, finally understanding that her mate died trying to keep her safe. Dylan was shell shocked in the treeline wrapping his head around what he just heard. “I just wanted my wife back,” Magnus whispered, defeated, breaking eye contact and staring at the ground. “You’re too late hun,” I whispered. “That ship sailed long ago.” He jerked his eyes up to meet mine and smirked. For only a second, his eyes blazed orange, before I knocked him out cold. The vines tightened around him, as the portal opened and out came 20 undead.

When I spent almost few minutes reading the first few pages, I heard footsteps coming, so I assumed it was my Roz or Lexy, so I said, “this book is really amazing, I didn’t know that there was someone was really suffered from extreme extroversion. It says here that this man had no social interaction and had no social life. Oh, I could not imagine his life.” When I turned my gaze unto them, I was shocked because I was literally talking not to my friends but to stranger.

There were high chances that it could be harmful otherwise. Allen knew little about the ongoing of the head of the man in front of him, but he knew that this man seemed like a good, intelligent man to befriend. He hence tried other ways to get closer to him, but there remained some gap that he thought was not bridgeable for now. Allen was of the idea to try again later. He wanted to try repeatedly! Allen said to the man that you should introduce yourself now. The man said, “I am Walker, not the walker as they show in the books. Just my name is walker.”

The unknown man just smirked. “Deceiver”, he mumbled. The woman looked at the unknown man. She changed her face again into a different woman. The unknown man clinched his fist. “Do not deceive me”, shouted the unknown man. “Mother?”, exclaimed Adam. “What?”, asked Iridessa. The unknown man felt severe pain all over his head. “You kill me”, cried the woman. “You kill me”, she repeated. “Shut up”, the unknown man shouted. Adam came towards the unknown man.