Slight Edge Audiobook Novels & Stories

Audrey POV: I opened my eyes to extremely bright light and shut them immediately, hissing at the intensity. Then I waited for a moment when the eyes would possibly relax, and seemed less than before. So I opened my eyes, briefly roaming everywhere, before looking at the edge of my bed.

Might have even been a lookalike. ‘My Sadie has eyes like an eagle’s. She never forgets a face. And a girl like her, she has a face you don’t forget so soon. Striking blue eyes and a pale skin. If she says it’s her, then it’s her. And for me, I was out shoveling snow in the front yard when I saw her drop down from the cab and walk cautiously into the…’ A violent cough, stinging to the ear, cut him short jerking him back and forth. Sadie was beside him in a split second, even faster than the officers.

“Good morning.” “Good morning,” she replied subconsciously. Well, most people would surely greet back once they’re greeted right? Besides, the man’s voice was deep yet affectionate? Sweet? Audrey wasn’t sure what was the exact word to describe it, but she was certain it was nice to listen. Just like Shane’s voice. ‘Shane.’

The edges glowed with soft blue light, shifting in patterns that looked almost alive. “Kairos,” I murmured, “this isn’t the same crossing as last time.” “No.” He scanned the space. “This one was opened by the Old One. It’s stronger.” Stronger and colder. A shadow rippled across the far edge of the platform. Kairos shifted instantly, pulling me slightly behind him. “Hello?” I called, though my voice shook. A soft ringing answered—like tiny bells vibrating in the air. The light dimmed. Shapes formed at the edges, thin and elegant, drifting like smoke.

BOOK 3: Chapter 43: The Edge of Surrender God, she can’t stop laughing—breathless, reckless laughter tumbling from her lips as her back presses hard against the wall, her body caught between resistance and surrender. Her chest rises and falls, lips parted, eyes fluttering like they can’t decide whether to stay open or shut. Adrian's touch is relentless, and her mind, her reasoning, everything that once rooted her firmly in right and wrong, dissolves into something shapeless.

They tried every soft and hard tactic they could think of. "You don't know how pitiful Aiden is. He eats only plain bread for meals. He takes the bus to and from school. His clothes stink, and no one washes them." "Your father-in-law is even worse. Some days no one changes his diaper, and bedsores are breaking out under him. He screams in pain every day." Aunt Diane spoke while wiping away tears. Aunt Marsha pressed the advantage. "I know you're the kindest. Vanessa was just stupid. She had a perfectly good husband at home, but she was bewitched by a wild man. But the child and the old man are innocent, aren't they?"

I kept that thought to myself though. We started drilling not long after, and somehow Kai always ended up on my side of the rink instead of Mason’s. Every time I demonstrated something, I could feel his eyes following me. Not in a creepy way. Just interested. “You’ve got insane edge control,” he said after I finished a transition sequence. “You know, most people force it too much, but you make it look easy. And it’s honestly annoying. Trust me.” I snorted out a laugh. “Thanks, I think?”

I added, the heavy silence suddenly making my skin prickle with embarrassment. I shifted in my seat, my chest tightening. Maybe I had overstepped. Maybe rich people found it insulting when a stranger just bought them random food. His sudden coldness was making me regret the entire thing. I picked up my black coffee, taking a slow sip just to give my hands something to do. Then, Leonard reached out and picked up his small metal fork. He sliced off a neat piece from the edge of the cake and brought it to his mouth, chewing quietly. A sudden wave of relief washed through my chest, the awkward tension in my shoulders instantly melting away.

he asked, voice muffled slightly by the mask but still carrying that rough edge that sent a shiver down my spine. “The books are open, Darius,” I replied, lifting my chin as we began the walk toward the entrance. “Let’s see who is left standing when the audit is finally done.”

He has this woody scent with a mix of chocolate lingering over him. “Ahh…” I gasp when he slides his lips across my tit. Fuck, I love him… ……. “How the fuck do you listen to that crap?” I groaned holding the bridge of my nose. Winnie lay sprawled on my couch, her audiobook playing in a loud speaker. “I like it. Unlike a certain someone that lacks true romance — sex included,” she mocked pausing the audio. I shut my laptop and glared at her. Winnie could be annoying, but she was useful, and I loved useful.