The Lottery Audiobook Novels & Stories

And no doubt, have hot dreams about it. It’s another book suggestion from her. I’ve just finished the last one she recommended, and honestly, I shouldn’t dive into another. Once I start reading, I lose myself completely. But this time, she’s telling me to listen to it. Audiobook. That’s new. Before I even realize what I’m doing, I click the link she sent, and in a matter of seconds, the book is purchased and playing through my home speakers. I settle back in bed, letting the narrator’s deep voice wash over me, and within moments, I realize Lucy’s sent me a stalker romance. Great.

Suddenly, it all clicked. Scratching my lottery tickets myself meant that I could siphon Yelena's luck back from her!

She stood tall, feeling a surge of confidence coursing through her veins. "Thank you all for being here," Lotus began, her voice reverberating through the hall. "Today, I stand before you not just as Lotus Kent, but as a symbol of strength and perseverance. My journey has been filled with trials and tribulations, but I have emerged stronger than ever." The crowd cheered, their enthusiasm filling the air. Lotus continued, speaking eloquently and passionately about her personal journey and the challenges she had faced. Her words resonated with many, as audible gasps and tear-filled eyes could be seen throughout the audience.

A few days later, the Newmans went bankrupt. The Newmans only got rich because Zacharias' father won the lottery. They had no aptitude for business or investment. The company they ran was constantly losing them money. And thanks to Zacharias' unrestrained spending, their lottery wealth was running dry. I thought Rachel only took their business away, but when Zacharias showed up to beg for my mercy, I knew things were not as simple as I thought. "I'm sorry, Mr. Shaw. I should never have tried to take your woman! Please, save my parents! It's Rachel! She's gone mad! She told the authorities my dad committed tax evasion, and the amount's enough to land him in prison!"

Then I moved closer to Emma and also gave her what I brought for her. As I turned around, then my eye kandse I Emma's father. Shit! I’ve forgotten about his. As if he knew that I already forgot about him, “it's fine.” He said and I apologize. After I'm done with everything, I begin to count down every second and every minute. And finally, the moment arrived as I sat right in front of the television. "Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for," the announcer's voice boomed through the room. "Tonight's winning lottery numbers are..."

“What’s all the racket? Did someone win the lottery?” Gareth asked, his voice a low, amused rumble as he set the tray down on the coffee table. Alana performed a sharp U-turn, skidding to a halt right in front of him. She shoved the exercise book upward, nearly hitting his chin in her excitement. “Look, Dad! Look! A hundred! Ms. Claire said I’m amazing!” Gareth tilted his head back slightly to get a better look, taking the book with an expression of exaggerated, dramatic disbelief. He arched an eyebrow, his mouth forming a silent O.

"Don't be calling me stingy now, Henry. I'll have you know that this scratch-off lottery ticket is worth a million dollars!" Jessica Boone declared. "I already scratched half the numbers, which means I helped you eliminate half of the wrong options, too. The rest is in your hands, and you get to keep whatever you get." Out of habit, I took the half-scratched ticket before coming to my senses and hastily tossing it aside. I looked up at the wall clock. It read 11:00 pm—exactly 30 minutes before I died.

But what they hadn't expected was that I actually won the prize. To ingratiate himself with the wealthy, beautiful supervisor, Harry had been willing to spend 200,000 dollars to buy my 20-dollar lottery ticket. And every relative around us knew it. Even my childhood friend Owen and my best friend Wendy were fully aware—and willing to play along. They went from threats and bribery to conspiring with Wendy to fake my death and send me abroad. Once overseas, I would become an undocumented person, completely at their mercy. Even if I refused to hand over the lottery ticket, I would be forced to comply. My cousin could control me entirely.

Hunter "Hello? Are you still with me? Or have you expired from shock?" I heard Hannah's voice but I couldn't understand what she was saying, all I could hear was FOUR FREAKIN MILLION DOLLARS. "If this is some kind of joke, Hannah, I'll kill you," I warned her. She switched to video-call and I found myself staring at a blank white until I realized she'd been holding the lottery ticket on the screen. She slowly panned it out. "Do you read this?"

She sat down behind the bus driver as the doors closed behind her. Ellie pulled out the phone her mom had given her in the car before they had left and turned it on. She scrolled through the apps, noticing a notification indicating she had 3 new text messages. She ignored the notifications and opened the audiobook application. Her finger scrolled through the books loaded on the phone and the books she could d******d. She pulled out the headphones that came with the phone, plugged them in, and scrolled through the preloaded classics on the app. Tears came to her eyes as she saw Pride and Prejudice. She hit play, settled her head against the glass window, closed her eyes, and listen to the soo