Reckless Audiobook Novels & Stories

He yanked me back and held me against his bike, his torso pressing against my chest, the soft hum of the bike vibrating against my thigh as the wind hit me softly, sending chills which contrasted with the anger brewing in me. “Because, Jordan,” he drawled teasingly, like he was enjoying the game he created. “You still don't get it, do you? You don't get the fact that you're in LEA, and moving about freely on those pretty legs of yours is dangerous, Firefox. You think smiling and laughing with everyone is safe? Fuck that, Jordan,” he spat non-stop. “No one here is nice. No one likes you. Everyone has skulls in their fucking cupboard and is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Don't fall for them, Prin

He did not look happy. “You’re telling me,” he said slowly, “that you and the women have been running your own operation… behind our backs?” “Yes.” Alessandro exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his hair before letting out a rough, humorless chuckle, his hand leaving mine, “Jesus fucking Christ.” I tilted my head. “What?” His tongue flicked over his bottom lip before he bit down on it, like he was trying to hold something back. “It’s reckless. It’s dangerous as fuck.”

Inside, the deafening sound of rubber burning against the asphalt filled their ears. Outside, other cars jerked aside. Horns blared. Drivers screamed and veered away. They all saw it; the out-of-control SUV barreling down the road, skimming the guardrail over and over again. Each time, the wheels grazed the steel, sparks flying. “Let it go! Damn it! I told you to let it go! "You’re crazy!” Alex bellowed in panic. His voice cracked. “I knew Old Williams kidnapped you when you were born, so what? What does it matter?!” His words were desperate yet Meaningless.

GUESS WHO’S BACK?! Me. And guess what’s over???? The Sinclair Soirée. I cannot believe it spanned 24 chapters, and I cannot believe you survived all of them? Whats more, I can’t believe you sat through 84 chapters of Leonel and Ava. Thoughts? You guys know I’m obsessed with reading your comments. Anyway. I’m happy to announce that the First Part of These Reckless Vows has officially come to an end, and I’d be lying if I told you I haven’t shed a tear or 500.

For someone who supposedly has her head screwed on tight I'm sure making myself look like a fool. Screw it, I'm leaving. I might spend my life missing out but I'm sure as hell no cliché. I grab my purse and turn around to leave when I bump into this hard, warm body. I lose my balance on these dumb heels my friends made me wear. As I feel I'm beginning to fall, the hard body reclaims me by grabbing my hip and pulling me flush against his body. That scent. That woody, manly scent. I can get lost in it and drift off.

I never been in a public transportation either. My parents cage me. They always treat me like a baby, like a princess. So when both of them passed away I felt like I lose my sight, my wings, my everything. I was like a lose child who can't decide for herself. A child who doesn't know anything. A loud horn wake me up from thinking about my family. "You need a ride Miss?" a man asked. I shook my head and walk away. Isaak where are you? He's supposed to be here!

I resisted the urge to scold her again. Amelia looked between us. “Are you mad at her?” she asked hesitantly. I glanced at Audrey, who was watching me carefully. Mad? No. I was something else entirely. But I wasn’t about to unpack that. I sighed. “She’s reckless,” I said flatly. “But no. I’m not mad.” Audrey blinked. I didn’t give her time to react. “Come on,” I said, my voice gruff. “You’re going to sit down and rest before you do something even more ridiculous.”

From leaving home late to encountering a reckless driver and a rude receptionist, it was all too absurd. "Sorry, what was that?" she asked, pretending not to have heard him clearly as she stood before his desk. "I asked, what mishaps did you encounter before coming here?" he repeated, more clearly this time. "Oh, um... well," Aysel began, but as the man in the chair turned around, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped in disbelief. "It's him? The reckless driver! What is he doing here?" Aysel thought, her mind swirling with a thousand questions. The only shocking words that escaped her lips were,

I drove my car for 30 minutes straight until I recklessly stopped at gates of Knight Mansion “FUCK…. FUCK… FUCKK….” I screamed and vented out all my anger on my car staring wheel I aggressively kept punching my staring wheel until I saw it falling out loose and my knuckles bleeding out “FUCK… FUCK…. NOT AGAIN … NOT AGAIN….. NOT AGAIN….. THIS IS HAPPENING AGAIN…..” I said in frustrated tone by deeply staring at servant quarter that was build behind our mansion…. as my brain started recalling my past memories. Kabir POV:

I throw him a dagger look and laugh while clapping, "Job well done, Rhyiuz... I want to sleep... My head feels like exploding." "See... It's the reason why I don't want you here in the city... The Hererras are well known with the upper class here and if they'll found out that Feinah Hererra is around, I'm telling you, you can't fool them all..." "Okay..." "Okay?... Just like that?...." he complained. "Drive, Rhyiuz, I'm sleepy. It's pointless to argue on the road." He put back his seatbelt and in a sudden the car is back on the road. No one speak the whole trip and even when I get out of his car, I didn't listen to what he said to their housemaid.