The Only One Left Audiobook Novels & Stories

I could be about to make my worse mistake yet, or the best. I just knew I didn't want to make a decision where I would look back and ask what could've been. The cab stopped, and I paid the driver. But just as I was about to exit it, I saw something that made me freeze completely. It was Alex, standing with a woman I recognized all too well. It was Hillary. And they were kissing. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is just to let you know that this book will probably be one of my shorter ones. I'm not even sure if we have more than 50 chapters remaining, so this book will probably end soon.

Then, slowly, I pressed accept. For a moment, there was only static, faint, distant, like breathing through broken speakers, then a voice came through. It sounded icy and distorted. “You’re the last one left…” I froze. The voice paused, almost as if it was listening to her silence, savoring it. “…or not.” The line went dead. I still held the phone close to my ears when the light began to flicker before going off, leaving me standing in pitch darkness.

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.”

“You’re the one who left the battlefield without a word. You’re the one who found him. And now, he’s dead. You were there, Andros. You were the last one to see him alive.” His expression twisted into something wounded, but I couldn’t tell if it was genuine or a carefully crafted act, and then he pulled out the book which made me fall silent.

The ride back home was an oddly quiet one. Logan was driving, and Audrey sat peering out the window, which held nothing but the dark outside. All the spectacular lights from the other night were completely off the streets, letting reality settle in. Austin had come back with all the documents, handing them to everyone before going over the final details of the meeting. Audrey’s mind was distant. She could no longer engage as her mind kept going over Queen Veronica’s words. She resented the queen for always speaking in parables.

“Didn’t get a chance to talk to him though. He left the house since the crack of dawn. I don’t think he’ll be back tonight though.” “Why do you think that?” “He had a bag with him. It looked like an overnight bag. I overheard someone saying that it has something to do with his training for his inheritance stuff. Even Theo left last night and still hasn’t returned.” “I see.” I try not to let it get to me, the fact that I have to learn about this from Peterson of all people. “So, about the audio file, have you guys been able to learn anything about it?” “Nada. Like I told you, whoever connected their system to the bass set managed to wipe every trace of the connection. Right now, there’s no wa

Micha said: "Hold up, hold up. I'm confused. What's past life, and what's the living book talking about?" Levi said: "Micha, I'll tell you everything you need to know later. Let's listen to the book first." Levi then asked, "Enough about the past life. What other thing do we need to know?" The living book said in its own ancient voice. As it spoke, the room shook, the wind blew harshly, and there was a dark chill: "Roosevelt has a son." "No way! It just doesn't get better, does it?" Micha voiced.

"You never understood how to love without controlling." "But you loved her anyway." Leon's shoulders trembled. No accusation. No condemnation. Only gratitude. It was harder to bear. Then Magnus stepped back into view. "There is only one thing left." His expression became serious. "If this recording has reached you..." "...then someone has become the Last Keeper." Justice Sani looked at Nathan. "Can we identify who he's talking about?" Nathan shook his head. "Not yet." Magnus smiled knowingly. "No." "You won't know."

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

Sarah was dead. The triplets had murdered their father. And now the whole world thought the war was finished. Axel smiled to himself, taking a sip of his drink. They were wrong. Because he had one move remaining. His thumb hovered over his phone screen as he pulled up Audrey's number. He hadn't called her since that night. Since she said goodbye. Since she tried to erase him from her life. But Audrey didn't know something— She was still his. And soon? She was going to remember that.