The Woman In Me Audiobook Novels & Stories

The book was about a talking giraffe with glasses, and she was doing voices. I froze. For a second, just one, everything in me paused. This was the woman who made me feel at home and at war at the same time. The woman who made being angry feel like being burned alive, and being in love feel like drowning in stars. But then, that heat came rushing back. She was exposed. Vulnerable. A target. And she hadn’t told me. She’d walked away without backup, without security, like she wasn’t carrying half my damn world inside her. My fists clenched.

I start reading. My voice is steady, which surprises me. I thought I would cry. I thought I would have to stop and compose myself. But instead, my voice just carries the words. Just delivers the testimony like testimony is supposed to be delivered. With truth. With weight. With the specific knowledge that these words cost something. The room is completely quiet. Thirty women listening to one woman read about the worst thing that happened to her. Reading about the man who did it. Reading about the choice she made to survive and then to heal and then to love that man anyway, but differently. Transformed. Rebuilt.

My chest tightened. Am I okay? I asked myself silently. The answer rose like bile. I don’t think I am. “Um,” I said aloud, pushing the phone against my ear a little harder. “Excuse me? What’s your name?” I directed the question at the silver-toothed woman. She turned slowly, her gaze sliding to me with a strange, reptilian patience. “Auburn.” Her voice was softer than I’d imagined. She looked like a demon, but sounded like an angel.

The CEO And Me Author : Bayu Hidayat Translator : Yuriko "Sir, please help me to put on my dress!" asked Secretary Diana who is having a hard time pulling the zipper of her dress. "Turn around!" Awan turned the woman's body back to him. Awan zipped up Diana's zipper. "Done." He told her. "Thanks," "Hm," Awan nodded A few moments later, those two humans have neatly dressed themselves. "Come on, sir! We have to quickly join the others at building B. I can't wait to see Young Master Saga's pale face when he sees that he got a dumb and ugly wife."

And in that horrible silence, a new voice spoke softly inside my mind. A woman’s voice. Gentle, broken and terrified. Do not repeat my mistake. The First Queen.

Realizing I wouldn't budge, his tone sharpened as he tried to persuade me again. "If you won't answer it, I will!" I pushed his hands away and made a move to get out of bed to head for the door. Yet, he abruptly seized me, attempting to forcefully shove me into the bathroom. I tried to break free from his hold, but the difference in strength between us was overwhelming. As he was about to force me inside, the front door was kicked open from the outside. The very next second, a young woman in a white dress stormed in with several netizens, who were holding up their phones and livestreaming everything. The young woman was the original poster herself, a third-year medical student named Elowen J

Serena had been across the room, luminous in the particular way of women who don’t know they are, laughing at something a woman beside her said, utterly unaware that her life was already being systematically dismantled by two people standing in the same room. I had felt something that night that I had not allowed myself to name for a long time. Not quite guilt. Closer to recognition. The recognition of a woman who knew what it was to want something badly enough to do things that didn’t sit easily afterward. I got up and crossed to Isabella’s room. She was exactly as I had left her, sprawled diagonally across the bed with complete confidence in her right to take up space, her dark hair a fan

in the sack was me. I closed my eyes mockingly as my consciousness faded. I did not know how much time passed before there was commotion around me again. I then heard Anna's voice. "Ms. Newman? Ms. Newman! Hold on!" She held me, her tone filled with angry indignation on my behalf. "Hold on, Ms. Newman. All of your paperwork is ready. When you wake up, we're going to make them pay!" I forced myself to stay alert and struggled to open my eyes in the ambulance. Anna's tears fell on me one by one. I turned my head slightly and actually saw Lucas in the distance.

Chapter 47 : Isabella Sinclair groaned and palmed her head as she opened her mobile and unblocked Jessica Williams. Her eyes rounded in shock seeing the super hot Mathew Hill with another woman. She had been busy visiting top designers for the super rich and shopping for her attire and accessories for the evening dinner with the Hills through the past few days which had left her exhausted. She was getting a body massage at a luxe spa when Jessica’s irritating phone calls started disturbing her.

Every ounce of control I had in me, slipped through my hands like the water. I rested my head against his chest, soaking his shirt with my tears. “I am the alpha's daughter. Now I am the beta woman. But I don't have a wolf. I can never be part of the wild. Something I had always wanted.” I choked those words out, trying to wiped my tears. They kept coming.