Little Stranger Audiobook Free Download Novels & Stories

We had a healthy relationship with a crying baby, but while nothing can surpass the love I felt for my daughter Fanny, it feels like my devotion to Amelia is eating me up from the inside. Am I falling for her? A knock sounds on the door, and I rush to open it, disappointed when it's not Amelia but some other woman. I scowl. "Hello," The stranger says and smiles up at me. She is wearing beige pants, a green vest with a sticker, and holding a basket with cookies. "Do you want to buy some cookies?" Are we recruiting girl scouts now? My lips turn into a thin stretch on my lips. "No, thank you,"

talk more of a stranger! The stranger looked up and I felt my breath race. if beautiful were to be a human. He was fucking beautiful, handsome was an understatement. His beautiful dark hair, his blue intense eyes and the glare that he sent my way, made me stumble back. My little boy spoke. "Mummy Look! We found Daddy!" TBC

The sound of their heavy breathing filled the air. I smirked coldly at their entangled bodies and pressed "save" on the recording, thinking, "James Fullman, enjoy the calm before the storm."

I handed it back to him without looking at him. “There,” I said, trying to sound indifferent, as if this was just another regular moment in my day. “I’ll call you,” he promised, his smile almost mischievous as I turned to leave. “And I’m Evan by the way” he called out,But I didn’t feel like I was walking away from a stranger anymore.

And then, with a deep breath, I opened my mouth— The first note trembled on the edge of the air, soft but sure, like a fragile thread daring to weave itself back into the world. It was a sound that belonged to the valley, to the memories I’d tried to bury, and to the pieces of myself I wasn’t sure I’d ever find again. For a heartbeat, even the birds outside seemed to pause, the room holding its breath as the note unfurled—promising more, daring them to listen. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flicker of something unguarded in Liam’s face—astonishment, maybe even awe—and Uncle Mohan’s tired shoulders eased, as if the weight of all our yesterdays had lightened, if only for a moment.

A stranger. What's wrong with my life?

Nothing. He knocked again. Still nothing. Allen shifted his weight and knocked a third time. Footsteps approached. The door opened halfway. A little girl stood there clutching a stuffed rabbit. She stared up at him with wide curious eyes. Allen blinked. “Hi.” The girl studied him for a second. Then suddenly she spun around and shouted toward the apartment. “Mommy!” Her voice bounced loudly off the walls. “Come and see a stranger!” Allen rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

The instant the words left my mouth, the noisy chatter across the hall died into dead silence. Dozens of stares fixed on me at once, contempt and mockery and idle curiosity tangled together, heavy enough to smother. "Layla, if you're going to lose your mind, at least look around first. This auction is run by the Thorne family." Karina covered her mouth and giggled. "Your territory? Big words. Careful, or you'll come to a very ugly end before the night's out."

She can’t help but think of the stranger. I’m sorry, Mr. Stranger. But I guess, it’s a goodbye. Apollo Justice

What did the little girl ever do to you? ‘I don’t dislike her. I’m just not interested.’ ‘Really? But she’s beautiful. Oh, wait. She’s calling. What do we do now?’ ‘Don’t answer. Just drop the phone, come here and get on your knees. Don’t make me wait.’ ‘Gladly.’ The stranger giggled and made me hear them do it in the shower which made me throw up as I heard her get pounded by the man I loved. I heard her moans and his groans. That was the first time I did it on my wrist.