The Turner Diaries Audiobook Novels & Stories

Beethoven’s Ninth filled the room. One of the detectives approached the TV to turn it off. “Don’t,” she said. The detective stopped in mid-stride. “I want to hear it.” She stood there, staring at Sergei, as his voice filled the room. His voice that had been alive only hours before. It was eerie. Grace circled the room once more. This time she kneeled. “We’ve already been over this room, detective,” the FBI agent said, impatient. She spotted something out of the corner of her eye. She reached down, far beneath one of the slick armchairs. She craned her neck and twisted her arm, and reached all the way under.

A small, easy breath left him. Then he opened the diary again and turned the page. “Alright,” he muttered. “Let’s see what’s next.” ______ Episode 8 – The Serial Cheater The air in the dimly lit hotel bar was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and spilled whiskey, but Marcus breathed it in like it was pure oxygen. At a corner table, he leaned back in his leather chair, his fingers tracing the rim of his glass as he watched her.

William said. I flipped through the documents carefully and suddenly saw the name 'Timmy Sunderland' on the list. So, he wanted to come for an interview? I let out a cold laugh and decided to give him a proper one. "Tell everyone to come in." "I know the boss here. All of you, move aside," Timmy shoved everyone away and walked into the room before the door was even fully opened. "Claude, it really is you! None of you needs to stay for the interview anymore and can go home now. I'm the new finance director," he immediately said with a grin.

But even so, Adrian still didn't know what pulled him so strong to get into the interior of the house. “For some reason, I feel like there's nothing so special in this room. I felt the pull coming from the other direction. But, I have to find something in this room. Maybe my instincts are wrong...." Adrian muttered slowly. Then Adrian began to walk closer to the tables in the room of the late Alexis parents there, and opened them. Adrian saw old books that looked very worn and dusty there. Slowly, Adrian took the books, and began to open them. Adrian read a few pages from the pages in the book. “A diary?” Adrian muttered realizing what the book actually contained.

“She refuses to leaver this house. I had to practically drag her out to the falls today.” “Just leave her be. If she is in this house you don’t have to stay.” “Thank you Alpha.” “Xander come one, we’re home. It’s uncle.” “Sorry uncle.” I hear their footsteps fade away as I pull the book out. It has a leather binding and the pages appear old. I open the first page and don’t find a name but the first entry of a diary. July 1st

Ramsey handed the diary over to Davis, to see for himself. Davis eyes glued to the pages of the small, leather-bound diary in his hands. Bella’s words spilled across the pages, a haunting confession that sent chills down his spine. He read aloud, his voice shaky as he reached the most devastating part:

She didn't find any. “You’re late,” she said, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. “I had to make sure the recording was clear,” I replied, walking toward her. I stopped an inch away, my hands finding her waist, pulling her into the heat of my body. “Is it over, Ocean? Truly?” She looked down at the book in her hand... her father’s personal diary, the one Alejandro had mentioned at the cottage. “The war is over,” she said, her voice dropping to a low, intense thrum. “But the audit has only just begun.”

Nate's POV I walked back into the dense woods behind our family cabin, leaves crunching under my feet . Brooke right next to me , her hand brushing against mine every other step. It's our second day at this vacation, and tension has been building since we arrived. Our parents were back at the cabin with everyone else, I'm sure, making lunch, but Brooke said earlier she wanted to show me somewhere she found. those eyes were telling me otherwise . She's 19 and has that stringy build from track running,

......................... (PATIENTLY READ AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER) "Let's her in!" The guard heard a familiar voice in his head, he knew this voice.... Lord Damien! The color of his face turned pale, he just offended his Lord. He could only wish for the ground to swallow at that instant. Harvey who was suprised at the turn of events didn't cease to notice the colored drained face of the guard but her concern right now was to meet him.

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.