Romans & histoires Ninja Selling Audiobook

Two years ago, my older sister Jaslyn and I were trapped in a housefire. The firefighters told Mom she had to make a choice. They could only save one of us. Mom chose me because I was closer to the door. Later, when she learned that the fire had been caused by us breaking into the neighbor's house to steal stuff, she grabbed me by the hair and yelled at me. "Your sister Jaslyn was a model student. There's no way she would steal anything. "You're the thief! If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have died!" From then on, I wasn't allowed to eat good food or wear nice clothes. Every day, I had to kneel before Jaslyn's portrait and atone for my sins. One day, the class fund went missing at

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“But who? And why?” Henry placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “We’ll figure it out. For now, we need to be vigilant.” As they sat together, contemplating about the mysterious gift, Nina’s phone buzzed again. It was another call from an unknown number. She hesitated before answering, putting it on speaker so Henry could hear. “Hello?” she said, trying to make her voice steady. “Did you like the gift?” the same male voice asked, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Bitch, you need a sage cleanse and a GPS tracker at this point.” I crack a smile despite everything. “Will you still be my friend if I turn into a full-on erotic thriller?” Rachel laughs. “I already downloaded the audiobook, babe. I’m not going anywhere.”

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I’ve never heard of it. I’m not much of a reader of books. I’m too distractible. When the money started to come in from the farmers’ market, I got into audiobooks, though. The sound doesn’t exactly drown out the pecking voice, but I can kind of focus on the narrator, and it really helps the day go by better.

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Unknowingly, an uncontrollable urge came to his heart, causing his to ask the stall owner, "Will you sell this book for 100 taels of silver?" "You have great foresight, Sir, but you're slashing the price of this book by way too much. This 'Mantra for Kickstarting Your Journey with One Saber' is truly a secret offensive saber technique manual at lower Human Level. It's immensely powerful, and once you've completely mastered it, any opponent will be sent to heaven with just a flash of your saber. I've already reduced it to such a low price by offering it to be sold for 500 taels of silver. I won't sell it for 100 taels!"

She and Cara had been preoccupied with many other things to check their social media pages. Hana’s fingers curled and uncurled as she waited for the page to load. When it did, a small scream died in her throat. She closed and opened her eyes in case she was hallucinating. But the numbers stayed the same. 1,000 preorders. How come? Cara couldn’t have bought that amount of books. Baba would have noticed. Hana reloaded the page, but the figure didn’t change. She had money. Money Baba couldn’t access. To be fair, the money wasn’t hers yet but once the book went live, it would be hers.