Matilda Audiobook Novels & Stories

Ruby shot back. Enough. His tone turned cold. Get something else for your grandmother. Do you think she's more important than Matilda Knight? I'm done arguing about this. As Matilda heard her own name, she went stiff. Matilda whispered, why are these uncouth strangers talking about me? Stunned, she reached for Ruby's hand in fear

Matilda replied before leaning forward in her seat until we were closer than we were, a moment ago. “If there’s anything you’d like to talk about, any time or any moment, don’t hesitate to come to me, hm? I’m always ready to listen.” Matilda continued to say after a few seconds, staring straight into my eyes – all traces of playfulness and goofiness gone from her voice, and leaving behind a serious woman that ozzed so much maturity and confidence.

Chapter 1 Matilda POV Pim pim pim pim the machine sound woke me up I opened my eye slowly am at the hospital of course,I smiled "he's finally gonna marry me he's going to divorce sara for me I'm so happy" Oops I forget to introduce myself am Matilda Frances,my papa is the CEO of frances co limited,am his only child his princess,he loves me so oo much he can give me heaven and earth just to make sure am ok,my life was perfect not until my 18th birthday,I got a step mom and a stepsister.

“It’s all falling apart.” “Take a deep breath, princess,” her father soothed, the familiar strength of his voice grounding her like an anchor in a storm. “Tell me exactly what happened. Start from the beginning.” Matilda gulped in a shaky breath and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Her voice trembled, but she spoke. “I went to see Liam in his study. I heard him shouting and screaming like something terrible had happened. I thought… I don’t know what I thought. That maybe someone died. But when I got there, he was holding… an invitation card.”

"Matilda, where, where am I? how did I get…where's Hugo???" Inquired Elyna with a voice above a whisper, as her vision gets slightly more vivid with questions bombarding her worried mind. As realization of her current environment does not resemble their Carnegie Hills mansion, and tries her best to gather strength to sit up straight, "No, mam there's no need for that, the Doctor said you need to relax, everything will be okay." replied Matilda in a humbling fashion, as she notices the curiosity on Elyna's visage required a more in-depth answer to the question.

Matilda blinked severally, her mouth opened slightly in disbelief. "So what I'm I to do with them? I can barely feed myself." " You'll figure it out, in that case, my work here is done." He turned instantly leaving Matilda dazed. She ran out just immediately yelling his name but he was deaf to her. She stamped her foot in frustration, running her fingers through her hair.

he asked her. “I am going to washroom” she said awkwardly. She went to the bathroom. Her phone started vibrating. He looked at it, it was voice mail. Out of curiosity, he played the voice message. “Matilda how on the earth are you? Did your arrogant boss kidnap you? You are not picking up my phone. I am coming to Spain” a mainly voice surrounds the room. Matilda, who has just come out of the bathroom, heard the voice mail. She felt so embarrassed.

I was left sitting alone with forty-one coins, a purse of gold I hadn’t opened, and a feeling in my chest like a swallowed stone. Matilda intercepted me near the main gate an hour before dark. She was the pack archivist—sixty-odd years old, spectacles hanging from a leather cord, her cuffs permanently dusted grey with parchment powder. She had spoken perhaps forty words to me in my entire life, and thirty of them had been about returning an overdue ledger. She reached out, snagged my sleeve, and hauled me sideways into the shadow of the gatepost with a grip like a farrier’s.

He consoled. Sia sat by her som's best side and read him a bedtime story. It was titled “The goose girl at the well." She read; There was once upon a time, a very old woman, who lived with her flock of geese in a waste place among the mountains, and there had a little house. The waste was surrounded by a large forest, and every morning the Old Woman took her crutch and hobbled into it.

"I'm never claiming a mute." Just then, Emma's voice resonated in the air. "Babe! You're here!" She rushed to meet him. She was wearing a short red dress, her thighs exposed. Her breasts on full display. Dax turned to face Emma. "Yes, I'm here. I was hoping to find my fated mate. But I don't have any," he lied through gritted teeth. Dax saw Emma's brown eyes widen in surprise. "That's why I am here, babe. I know how it feels to not have that goddess-gifted mate. I wish I were your true mate." She crossed the distance to meet him.