Incidents Around The House Audiobook 소설 & 이야기

Isabelle mumble and froze when something hit the car, she could tell it was the truck, horror stricken she could feel Xander stiffen,an hollow scream escaped her throat and she blacked out. ~~~~~~____~~~~~~ "Sir" A young police man salute as Aukey saunter into his office. "Yes Micheal,what is it this time?" Aukey disconnect his call and face the young officer. "We got a call from the Area b unit" "Okay"Aukey said skeptically and open his laptop. "They said... um...sir since you told them to tell you about every incident there they..." "Micheal go on" "Five minutes ago,they heard a collision and then an explosion"Aukey expression grew dim.

And I'll stay with Lirta. The children obediently turned around and moved in a group towards the kitchen, soon there came the rumble of drawers being pulled out and the clatter of dishes. Then something was poured out, spilled, overturned with a cry and, to top it off, torn. Vic leaned back against the wall and calmly listened to this noise, trying to simultaneously control the sounds outside the wall of the house. Now the clatter was coming from the other side of the building. The thought suddenly came to my mind that there might be another front door - the back one. He immediately took off and rushed down the dark corridor. He made a few turns, Vic slipped past two doors into spacious room

- [Meanwhile, at the Brown & George Residence] The great Joseph George arrived home, only to find the place in complete chaos. The living room was a disaster—damaged artwork, shattered vases, and countless objects scattered across the floor. "Hilda, what the hell happened here?" the old man asked in shock. "Mr. George, well… How do I put this?" the housekeeper said nervously. "Just say it, Hilda," he demanded sternly. "Sir, we only know that Ms. Alice came home and started throwing things everywhere. We heard another one of her usual fights with Mr. Adrian. She’s forbidden us from interfering, but this time… he had to be taken to the hospital," Hilda said, visibly worried.

Good to see that Audrey wasn’t on his side in this matter. “Come let me clean your wound,” mum pulled me to the kitchen. My mum used to be a nurse before, but she lost her license after a fire outbreak in our previous home. “Tell me in detail all that happened tonight. From the start.” she says softly, and I sighed before going into a detailed description of the events of the night. From leaving Mrs. Brown’s house to getting here. She listened with rapt attention as she cleaned my wounds gently. I didn’t miss that she and my father occasionally exchanged glances as I spoke.

After three months away, I was finally home. I asked the house's male housekeeper, Jacob Miller, to give me a hand carrying my luggage upstairs. Jacob hoisted the suitcase but had barely taken a few steps when—bang—the luggage crashed to the floor. He clutched his wrist, wincing in pain. The noise startled the three women on the sofa. They jumped up and rushed toward him, surrounding him with frantic questions, fussing as if he were about to shatter. They scrambled for ointment, massaging his wrist with careful fingers, treating him like fragile porcelain.

The sound of screeching tires squealed in front of my house. “Sir! You can’t go in there! This is an active scene! It could be – A loud bang was heard at the front of my house. The door was kicked in and it flew off its hinges. Heavy and quick footsteps came towards my room. “Aurelia!” I looked to the doors and nearly cried out to the point of dehydration. Abaddon and the police burst into my room. “D-Don...” “Don’t speak, Aurelia!” Abaddon exclaimed, trying to lift me.

Alex's excessive generosity has spoiled them, breeding laziness and ingratitude. Lately, my sexual desire has surged, compelling me to constantly seek male companionship. Each encounter brings a fleeting sense of love and pampering. Unbeknownst to me, Alex's mansion had gradually filled with men, while Grandpa Robert and Gram had long since returned to their new home in Oakhaven. One night, as I lay in bed with two men, my smartphone shattered the silence, jolting all three of us awake. “Mrs. Aurora, there is a breach in our alarm system's perimeter,” Linda's voice came through urgently.

As I stepped into our apartment after the delightful date with Katy, a sense of calmness enveloped me. The evening had gone well, and I couldn't help but feel a growing connection with her. But a chilling scream pierced through the air, sending shivers down my spine. The sound was unmistakably Haze's voice, filled with terror and anguish. Without a second thought, I dropped everything and rushed toward her room, my heart pounding with concern. Reaching their room, my worries intensified as I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open gently, my worry growing with each passing second. It was unusual for Haze to leave their room unlocked, especially considering the importance they placed o

Only the quiet whistling of the wind can be heard there. I am now standing outside their house and watching it carefully. According to the oldness of the tools and some broken plant burns on the side it seems that this family did not get along well. I also have a strong hunch that this family has a terrible story. As soon as I stepped in front of the door, I was immediately terrified. It seems that someone is whispering in my ear to go around this whole house and maybe I will find some evidence that will prove that this family is involved in the incident that happened to the Marcaidas.

Ivy suggested. “Malcolm can't know anything though. The way he warned us sternly about mentioning anything related to the past is crazy. I feel like he might snap our heads out if we mess up,” Audrey quickly reminded them, in case they were planning to do anything that might ruin everything. She stood frozen, with her heart pounding in her chest as she overheard the hushed whispers of her husband's family members drifting through the crack in the door of the second living room of the mansion. Their words reached her ears like daggers, as she listened to everything they spoke of.