The Outsiders Audiobook Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

Before I could retort his words, I suddenly heard the sound of a bomb from outside, which made my eyes widen as I looked at Phoenix like I was asking for his explanation. END OF CHAPTER 60

You still would find Ol Tim’s rickety ford parked right outside his yard, not to forget the number of squirrels, that scurried around his home, threatening to run the man mad. Even right outside Mother’s Porch where I stood now, I could hear him screaming at the top of his voice, bellowing for the animals to let him be. Oh, how long it has been. Ding Dong! I pushed the door bell yet again, having a peek inside, hoping to see that figure coming to reveal herself, and having almost given up, the door tore open, the same instant I turned around to leave. “Oh, darling!” Her eyes beamed on at the sight of me, arms spread out, welcoming me into her embrace.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

I stayed quiet hoping that she would burn herself out, I heard the phone drop again and this time a woman screamed. “Stevie! Noooo! You get off of her you blood-sucking parasite!” I heard Finnley growl at her. I could hear chains rattling and Finnley snarling, then I heard the same bone-cracking and thud that I'd heard earlier. I wanted to scream out or punch something in pure rage, as I listened to Finnley howl and cry his eyes out. I could feel his heartbreaking and there was fuck all I could do to help him. I knew I couldn't make any noise; I couldn't let Freya, or my mom know what I was up to.

Might as well see what happens to Heathcliff. I opened the book and began reading. At chapter nine I heard the backyard door open and close. "Wow! I can't believe she's actually reading that!" a smooth voice with a British accent exclaimed. "I know, I don't even know where mine is. Hey, can I borrow yours?" another familiar one with an Indian accent asked. "In your dreams, Amira." I put my book down and Indi and Andi were standing in front of me, smirks on their faces.

Kendra persisted with a patience in her voice that surprised even Olga. Alice could feel Kendra standing in front of her. Not sensing the anger that she’d expected, she slowly pulled her face from her hands. “Arthur was looking for a place to camp for the night. They came out of nowhere. The horses spooked and ran. I barely had time to climb into the tree. Even if I had time to pull her up with me, I don’t think I’d have been strong enough.” “Pigs?” Kendra asked as she worked to mask her horror. “Were they pigs again?”

“Oh. Okay. Thanks.” Phin told himself that Emily was silent on the ride to her apartment because she was tired, but he knew better. He almost apologized, but that would only make things worse. Because he didn’t want her to think he didn’t want her. He also didn’t want her to think he did want her. What a mess he’d gotten himself into. “This is it,” said Emily, pointing. Phin parked on the street, squinting at the run-down building with trash scattered in front of it. Cats screeched nearby, while something that looked like a raccoon riffled through the bags of trash. A homeless man was curled up near the stairs to the building.

I sarcastically asked while looking outside. I cant understand being with this man anymore. One minute I feel a little butterflies talking to him then after one second, he go and went sarcastic once again. I do wonder now if he is a Professor or my real-time boyfriend. Pft. “Scout goes to school for the first time that fall and detests it. She and Jem find gifts apparently left for them in a knothole of a tree on the Radley property. Dill returns the following summer, and he, Scout, and Jem begin to act out the story of Boo Radley. Atticus puts a stop to their antics, urging the children to try to see life from another person’s perspective before making judgments. But, on Dill’s last night i

Anyway, if this wasn’t it, then it meant there’s another entrance somewhere. “C’m on Evie…” I spurn around, hearing my name a few yards away. There they stood, all three of my nightmares with their hands fisted into their pockets, watching me like a predator calculating the distance between him and his prey. It’s how I feel at the moment, a prey waiting to be devoured. Stopping made me realize how tired I was, suddenly my knees began to quiver, threatening to give away. “You shouldn’t have run little Evie, didn’t someone ever tell you one of Alphas' favourite things to do is chase down their prey?” The middle one inquired, removing his hands from his pockets and folding it across his chest.

She kept me company, took me out for walks, told me funny stories from our childhood, and tried to make up for how much she had failed me in the past. For a moment, I felt as though I had gone back in time to when I was a child—when I was still the younger brother she cherished and protected. Such peaceful days lasted for a week. Unfortunately, my condition continued to deteriorate. … Third-Person POV After learning that Elaine had sent someone to look into the village, Owen realized everything was about to blow up in his face. Terror-stricken, he contacted Martha in an attempt to cover his tracks. However, he had underestimated Elaine's assistant, who had wrapped up the investigation and he