Nicola Coughlan Audiobook Novels & Stories

So I will talk to Professor Sonny to see whether there was something wrong with Monami or I got some loose screws in my head, Hehe. Regards, your most adorable friend, Niccoli. As soon as the Niccoli's last words faded in the background, he hauler started to burn itself. Before Audrey and the others could even comprehend what they just heard the hauler was already reduced to ashes. They stared at each other and saw the same confused reaction reflecting on each of their own faces. "Ohh... poor Niccoli. I think he misses Monami a lot." Allan said in despondency. He could not help but feel sorry for his friend.

“ Madam , you need to recuperate a little . You have stayed in the cold weather for long and this has caused you to get a minor flu . You will be fine after drinking some medicine . “ said the doctor and handed over the recipe to Nikole . “ Thank you doctor ! “ said Nikole . ‘ Haaa…..I already know the diagnosis young man before you could even tell me . ‘ thought madam Dana with a smile . “ Thank you young man ! “ said madam Dana with a smile . “ My please…….I should get going now . Please do call me if you need anything madam Nikole . “ said the doctor . “ I will , thank you ! “ said Nikole and escorted the doctor out . After the doctor left , Nikole went to the living room and sat at the c

They say when you’re in a hole, stop digging. I grab the box off Nathan’s desk. “Never mind. Misunderstanding. I’m so sorry. This is so embarrassing. Thank you for the cookie dough. And the grapefruit. Nice to have a treat before bed, right?” I wince, realizing too late how that sounded. Nathan is unamused. He stands up to his full height, his hands braced on the desk. “Nicole. Who is E. Cage?” “A close friend.” “How close, Nicole?” There’s something dangerous in his voice as he comes out from behind his desk. He stalks toward me. And I’m too chicken to stick around and figure out which specific detail in this mess of embarrassment has pissed him off.

She let it swell, let it build and then, with a sharp tilt of her head, she cut it off. “I won’t kneel. Not again. Not ever.” The words rang like a strike of iron against stone, echoing through the rafters until the silence that followed was absolute. And in that silence, Nicole knew: she had shifted the ground beneath them. The silence didn’t last. It never did. First came a cough. It was harsh and deliberate from Elder Veyra, her lined face angled in the torchlight. Then came the scrape of a chair leg, the shuffling of feet as others found their courage in her motion.

The controlled tone of Sain turn serious and monotonous. I heard a sound of glass that is carefully place on the center table which I'm guessing they are having a coffee because of the light scent of freshly brewed coffee that mix on the air inside the room. "He sent Gandon and gave me this" Nicolai said. "These are the documents about that Cortezi child that your father been finding. All of these are investigation report" he added followed by the sound of paper. There is a long silence that suddenly filled the air. My heart start pounding so fast and I could feel the sweating of my palms. I wanted to open my eyes to see what are they doing but I am doing my best to fight the urge to do it.

“Do you want me to call Mr. Coughlin for more bodyguards? I suspect the press will be on your neck for some time after what happened at the function.” “No, I don’t need more security, Naya. Thank you so much for your work, though. You’re doing amazing.” My cell phone rang, and I answered it when I saw Nicole’s ID. She and I hadn’t talked for a little while. I last called her when I went to see Santino when he got shot. She was busy with her new cosmetic brand and boutique and couldn’t find time to travel with me anymore. “Hey, Nicole.” “Hey, Cam. Are you okay? I recently saw a live video of Santino and Lucius scolding each other after the business awards function. What’s going on?”

He didn’t want to sing. My eyes move back to Callaghan, his hand curled around the glass of whiskey he’d poured himself, the amber liquid catching the light. I could feel the whiskey was already telling on him. The burn of it going down was nowhere near the comfort, he thought he could have from that. He took another slow sip, his eyes scanning the room, watching as Caldwell still tried to pacify the crowd so as not to sing. “Come on, Caldwell! You’ve got a great voice, don’t be shy!” Nicole teased, her eyes bright with mischief. I shake my head, Nicole was one hell of trouble for Caldwell.

Smoke sweeps the atmosphere and the yelling and shouts grows louder. "Raphael....I'm asthmatic...Please I can't stay here. I do not want to die in a fire" Nicole cries as she starts coughing heavily, clenching on to Raphael's hand.

Leo said and handed me his phone. It was a voice recording and he pushed the play button as soon as the phone was in my hand. I heard closely to it and knew instantly it was the last voicemail of Nicola before she died. The ending part just broke my heart. 'I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I think I could jump out but we might lose our baby. I should have listened to you. I shouldn't have met Carina. She wanted Coral Island. Oh, God... what's that ticking sound... No! Argghhhh!'

"Then I need to keep reading. I need to understand." Elias gave a small nod, stepping back. "Then I’ll leave you to it. But remember - don’t lose yourself in the past. The present still needs you." Nicola watched him go, her thoughts swirling like the mist curling along the garden paths. She had more to learn, more to uncover. And somewhere in these pages, the truth was waiting. Taking a deep breath, she turned the next page and continued to read.