Lovely Bones Audiobook Novels & Stories

Just Nyrielle and Lucien are with me. The wind howls like a dirge as we step into the Vale. I don’t know what I expect from a place called the Vale of Bones, but this... this isn’t it. There are no graves, no skeletons. Just ash. Endless, pale ash spread across cracked obsidian ground, like the sky forgot how to mourn and decided to dust the earth instead. The silence is total. Not a bird or breeze, only the crunch of boots and hooves as we move forward.

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.

Just what was she learning this for? Aurora faintly said, "No need for you to care." “I told you to cut up the chicken and beaf pieces, what are you doing picking out all the bones?" Just now, when Aurora picked the bones, it was obvious that she followed the structure of the bones in one go. It was clapping-inducing but a little inexplicably creepy to watch. Because the look of inexplicable excitement on her face while she was boning was like nothing he'd ever seen before.

He had pushed Damian’s spare ammo crates onto the floor to make room for his book. Damian sat on the floor, his back against the wall, his stone leg stretched out. He was cleaning the Hammer. "You're in my seat," Damian grunted. "It's a comfortable chair," the Skeleton rasped. "For a jailer." The Skeleton turned a page of the skin-book. "Your son," the Skeleton mused. "He is clever. He hardened his shell. He made himself... crunchy." "He made himself tough," Damian corrected. "Inedible," the Skeleton agreed. "For now. My hounds do not like metal. It breaks their

A pair of rose gold, wireless Beats headphones gleamed from within. “You didn’t have to do this, Kalil.” “You’re in a better mood if you come in wearing your headphones and Cari said you broke your other ones.” I wondered what else Cari has told him. “Thank you, I really appreciate this. You have no idea.” “You’re welcome. What’s so good about music? What’s so good about those particular headphones?”

The bag was full of dry, yellowed strands of fallen hair. Julian opened the diary with shaking hands. *Tried the new drug today. It hurt so bad. Every bone in my body was shaking. The doctor said my liver can't take much more. But Julian's leg can't wait any longer. I have to earn more money.* *Tonight Julian brought me a baked potato. So warm and sweet. I told him I'd already eaten, but the truth is I hadn't had anything all day. Watching him enjoy it made everything worth it. Even if I die someday, as long as his leg gets better, I'd do it all again.*

With his voice lowered, he said, "If you have something to say, say it directly. Beating around the bush isn't your style." Daniel replied, "What I mean is, Kristen is already dead. So, whose bone marrow are you planning to use to save your sweetheart this time?"

Hearing the commotion coming from the living room, Joseph padded out of the room and asked Victoria about the bone. Victoria looked like she was deep in thought as she glanced at my femur. "I can't remember when I ordered this. I probably bought it to make a bone carving. Or perhaps this is a wedding gift from one of my friends. "Forget it. I'll work on it later. It's been a while since I made a carving. Besides, the texture of this bone is quite good." I laughed helplessly. The first wedding gift that Victoria received was my femur. Of course, human bones were different from animal bones.

I pressed my marked palm against the shelf of bones. "I am the daughter of the woman who stole you back," I told the room. "And I am calling in the debt." The library didn't glow. It screamed. A sound of a thousand years of silenced women rose from the bones, a frequency that shattered the glass jars on the desk and sent the ledger flying. The violet light from my arm was sucked into the skeletal remains, turning the white bone to a translucent, glowing silver. The library door exploded. Kael stood there. His human form was covered in violet veins, his eyes twin pits of shadow. He looked at the glowing bones, then at me.

wolf spirits luring travellers into ravines. Some of it was less easy to dismiss. Stories repeated across regions and decades: silver burns; wolves with human minds; fated pairings described as recognition in the bones before the brain caught up. I read that last line three times and hated every word of it. Bailey’s voice came back to me in my living room, bright and teasing and too perceptive by half. If you ever meet someone and it feels like your bones recognise them before your brain does… I shut the book and pushed it away.