If You Come Softly Audiobook Novels & Stories

Each word she had spoken pressed deeper, like something sharp dragging across a place he didn’t know could bleed. He let out a quiet breath. Barely noticeable. Then— “If you say so…” he said. His voice returned to that familiar cold edge, but something underneath it had shifted—cracked, just slightly. He pushed off the wall. Took a step forward. Not close enough to touch. But close enough to feel. “Then come stay with me for a while.” The words landed between them. Simple. Direct. But not soft. Never soft. Lidia’s chest rose.

Julian slammed his hand onto the console. The world went Black. But in the darkness, a single, analog sound began to play. Hiss. Click. Whir. It was the 1977 Cassette Tape. And then, a new voice spoke—a voice that was deep, ancient, and sounded like it was coming from Inside your own head. "Chapter 146: The Reader’s Audit. Warning: By continuing to read, you are consenting to a Physical Transfer of Assets. Please check your pulse. Does it feel... Digital?"

“What kind of person feels relieved that the worst thing is finally happening? That’s — that’s not normal, that’s not a normal way to live, bracing every second for the floor to come up—” “Come here.” His voice has gone very low and very rough. “Come here, come sit, come down here with me.”

“I never said I wasn’t—” “Don’t.” He turned on me. “Don’t try to manipulate me with that soft voice. I know what you’re doing. I see through you.” I flinched. Then his tone changed, softened in a way that always made my stomach knot with dread. “Come here,” he said gently. I didn’t move. “Arabella,” he said, more firmly. “Come here.” I walked toward him slowly, my legs trembling. He reached up and brushed a strand of wet hair from my face.

Her smile widened. "Be nice" She heard Kincaid say with amusement lacing his voice. "Hey, I am always nice" she protested with a pout before running around to Serena's side of the car and opening the door "Come ride with me. Let's leave this old, grumpy man alone and I will tell you all the embarrassing stories about him"

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 9 "𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔..... Sophia He kissed me. Hard. Gentle. Soft. Rough. I leaned into the kiss, just like the other night when he came into my room..I was already turning into jelly..

He told me in a soft voice, which somehow seemed to calm me down immensely. We kicked off our shoes and left them by the front door, before Adam led me deeper into his home, and I couldn’t help but admire the warm and inviting atmosphere that lingered here. The soft glow of dimmed lights, the soothing scent of wood, and the cozy furnishings all combined to create a romantic ambiance that was impossible to resist, or maybe that was just the person who was with me, who made me feel all of these things?

I forced the words out. He dropped my throat but didn't step back. His fingers trailed over the exposed inner angles of my collar bones. "Your skin is so fucking soft. How is it this soft? You've just been beaten. You shouldn't be this soft." His voice held an edge of mystery, of disbelief.

I couldn’t wait to leave. His fingers brushed mine. I looked up at him, stilling my breathing. His face had softened softly. “Relax, I’m here,” he said calmly. I took a deep breath, and did as I was told, feeling my stomach plummet, and my senses go sharper than it already was. Mike still had his fingers on mine, giving strength. I could hear the sound of books, and smell of books all at once. People truly lived here. “I’m just stunned.” I said quietly.

I ordered softly and she did just that as I helped her out of the bed. . . . . . . . . Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ Hope you enjoyed the chapter ❤️‼️