The Only One Left Audiobook Novels & Stories

Ivyrose’s POV The caramel macchiato’s sweet taste lingered in my mouth long after my last sip and I smiled at Hailey as she said something I wasn't really listening to. The last thing I heard were her theories of why Hudson had ghosted her. I felt slightly guilty for only pretending to listen, but while Christopher and I were 30,000 feet up in the air flying back to the big apple, I promised myself I’d only focus on the good side of everyday life. The only consolation I told myself was that I already advised her to just wait and not worry too much because it's not like he's the only man left on earth and that she was too young to be moping around—she just won't listen. A part of my mind call

I needed to breathe. With shaky hands, I pushed the door and walked out of his office. “Coming”. I heard my mother's sing song voice from the other side of the door. After leaving Declan's office, I cried myself to stupor inside my car. With my chest full, I realised I needed someone to talk to. And the only person who was available was my mother. “Hi…” her pleasant expression fell when she saw me. “Oh my god”, she gasped. “What happened to you? You look like a train wreck”.

I can still see Michel and this mysterious woman though. Bianca picks up quickly, “Hey Gorgeous, what’s up?” she answers. I stay silent for a few seconds too long and she immediately senses that something is off. “Holls? You okay?” she asks. A strange combination of a sob and cough comes from my mouth and I describe what I’m witnessing. It’s rare for my best friend to be rendered speechless, but this does it. After several moments of contemplation, she asks me if he’s still at the table. I tell her he is.

I didn't come to my senses until Diana left the house. When I first left the orphanage to live with the Grant family, I thought I had finally found a home. But over the years, I realized I would never stand on equal footing with Diana. I studied relentlessly, worked myself to the bone, and fought tooth and nail to build a career. Yet, in Diana's eyes, I remained a mere freeloader living off her family's wealth. I sat alone in the dark living room all night until my phone vibrated. It was Diana. Her tone was completely casual, almost playful, as she spoke. "Pierre, I found your father. He's still alive."

SELINE My lip quivered as I searched for an explanation, and Austin rose from his seat. However, just as the Alpha King took a step toward us, the sleeping prince's eyes opened. "Daddy?" the young boy managed. "What happened?" Austin seemed to forget about us completely and turned his full attention to his son. He squatted down beside the boy and took his hand. "You're awake," he said in relief. "Oh, thank goodness. Do you feel any better now?"

She might not have all the memories but she sure knew how it felt when someone lied to you and ignored you. The book store was packed. Packed because it was Jared Alvin who was introducing his newest book in the series and reading out live in this bookstore. Hannabelle was extremely pleased with the turnout. In the morning she had called Aithusa and said,” I don’t know whatever you have done with the guy that he has made such a choice but I am happy that you did that.” “I did nothing at all,” replied Aithusa in a dry voice.

At the wedding reception, every place card at the last table bore an online username instead of a real name. I turned to my husband and quietly asked who these people were. Before he could answer, a young woman at the table blinked at me and said playfully, "Hey, we're not strangers. I've been hiking with Zane for three years. Every time we go out, we sleep in the same tent." The others at the table burst out laughing. "Say it. Does Zane snore in his sleep?" I stood there frozen, wineglass in hand, utterly humiliated. To my surprise, Zane laughed along with them. "They're all my friends. I bought you tickets to Caldera Bay for our honeymoon, but I'm not going. I finally have some time

"It can't be restored. Damon, dead people don't come back, and destroyed things don't return to what they were." His lips moved, but no words came out. Once, he could always force the world back into his rhythm. He was gentle, decent, patient in the way powerful men are patient, allowing me the occasional anger, allowing me to struggle a little inside his palm. It had never occurred to him that one day I would walk out of that palm for good. Commission men began clearing the room. Selena's screams had faded, leaving only rain tapping against the glass. Damon asked in a low voice, "Is the divorce part of the Commission ruling too?"

I guess this is how it ends for me. “It is ok Clair. I hope you had listened to what I had told you just now. I love you.” I whispered, making up my mind. If I cannot have Clair, I will not have anyone else. My heart can only belong to her and only her. No one else. I was about to end the call when I thought I heard her melodious voice. “L....Levi.” she stammered, making my heart’s palpitations increase. Once again, I felt as if there still was some hope left.

please leave my room, Lizzy. Lizzy still wanted to speak but he said, "please, Lizzy, I want to be alone." She got up, left the room, and closed the door behind her. As she stood outside, she smiled and said to herself, "oh dumb John! I am just getting started."