I Who Have Never Known Men Audiobook Novels & Stories

FLASH BACK Many centuries ago A man and a woman with a crying child in their arms were seen running deep into the woods at great speed while their eyes glowed dangerously, they were been chased by an army of vampires and werewolves. The army were fast gaining on them when all a sudden the man tripped on something and fell flat on the ground. The woman alarmed at what happened to her husband ran back to help him get back on his feet. "You have to go now Minerva, go!" The man instructed, softly pushing the woman away. "I'm not leaving you Damien, I can't leave you alone" The woman known as Minerva persisted while helping the man get back on his feet. Soon enough the army surrounded them as pai

Not taking away from the seriousness of the question. “I don’t know,” I say plopping back onto the bed. Alec’s large figure enters the doorless frame and stands next to Cain. He was quiet for a man with such a large build. I guess one more person won’t make a difference. “What do you mean?” Alec asks, having heard my first statement. “Exactly what I said, I don’t know.” I sigh heavily, trying to think of the easiest path to an understandable explanation. “ It’s like a sound, there are many, each meaning something else. I have been hearing them for as long as I can remember.”

“Please, do you honestly believe that I’m afraid of my son?” “Do you even know anything about Jude’s life, what he’s been through, and what he’s overcome?” When he doesn’t say anything, I continue, “Someone who has never known an ounce of love in his life tends to be a hard man, one who trusts no one and is only out for himself. Luckily, he met us, and we showed him what it’s like to be loved and that his life does matter, even if it didn’t matter to his own parents. He now has a heart but know that he loves me and Ella more than anything and anybody that threatens or harms us, are royally fucked.”

His presence had remained concealed, his curiosity piqued by the unexpected turn of events. As he listened to the emotional exchange between Irene and Adam, Joseph couldn't help but feel a swell of empathy for Irene. He had witnessed her transformation, her journey toward independence and self discovery, and he understood the significance of her struggle to break free from the chains of her past.

“I know that you lost your mother at a young age and, in the process, lost the one person that meant the most to you. I know that you desperately crave love and acceptance, but because of that asshole who calls himself a man, you’ve been crushed beyond belief. I know that you wear your heart on your sleeve despite everything you’ve been through, and even now you’re willing to try to see the good in everyone despite being hurt and fucked over by them. You're strong, and despite everything, you continue to push forward. Any man would be lucky to have a woman like you." Shivering, I try to ignore how spot-on he is about everything, but despite all of that, there was still so much that he didn’t

“We will definitely know what to do when it is time. But you should never speak of the father to anyone. Whoever he was…..he no longer exists.’ I nodded slowly, numb. But deep inside of me, a thought disturbed my peace. What if I didn't see him ever again? What if he never knew? What happens to the Callistian Kingdom?

"Cassie, if it hurts, say something. Don't force yourself." His voice was soft, like the man who once loved and spoiled me. But my heart felt nothing. I looked up into those deep blue eyes. Once, they held only me. Now? Just contempt and impatience. "I'm fine," I said, voice calm and hollow. Adriano hesitated. I used to cry over a paper cut. Now... "You really have changed," he muttered, eyes unreadable. I dropped my gaze and stayed quiet. People change—especially when their hearts get crushed.

"That's wonderful, Aster! You've finally come to realize that your own future is what matters the most. I know your background and understand how hard it must be to leave your family behind. "Don't worry. I'll do everything I can to help you apply for opportunities to return home for visits." I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. "That won't be necessary. They'll do just fine without me." Before that day, I had always clung to the fantasy that my family loved me. When I was five years old, I was kidnapped by Dad's rival and abandoned in a remote mountain village. For ten years, I endured abuse and hunger. But when I finally made it back home, relying only on fading memories, there was

Before I learned that a woman could rebuild herself without asking permission from the ruins. There had been Daniel. Small. Serious. Beautiful. Mine. And I had allowed him to grow up inside a house where silence had been the main language. Never again, I told myself. Despite whatever the test said. Despite whatever Kieran did. Despite whatever Celeste whispered into whatever ear would welcome poison. Never again.

‎ ‎He had always known that most people talked into silence because they were afraid of it. ‎ ‎He had never been afraid of it. He let it sit until the person across from him was ready. He never pushed. ‎ ‎I took one breath. ‎ ‎Then I spoke. ‎ ‎"I'm pregnant." ‎ ‎The words did not echo... they simply settled. ‎ ‎My father did not react immediately. ‎ ‎Not shock. No sharp intake of breath or sudden movement forward. ‎ ‎Just stillness. ‎ ‎The particular stillness of a man who had received difficult things for a long time and had learned that the first response mattered more than people realised.