The Wretched Of The Earth Audiobook Novels & Stories

“The earth is pleased with it.” “How can you tell the earth is pleased?” Liora asked, trying to step into his world. He considered the question seriously. “It sings a very low note. A content note. The bad ones… the earth is silent around them. It has given up on them.” He spoke in a language of vibrations and truths that was beautiful and lonely. Suddenly, he stopped, his head cocked. He wasn't looking at the ground anymore, but towards the north, beyond the stream.

"Maybe I should keep you Pet." he murmurs. “Dig around inside and figure out what you really are. Feed you. Fix you. Fuck you. Teach you some respect." Ten minutes ago, I was cutting through the slum alley behind an old boiler. Now I am listening to super hot guy talking about fucking me! The Ash Ring, a dumping ground for the poor, sick, and unclaimed, never gives you a warning, just a gut feeling that if you’re smart, you listen.

I closed my eyes, trembling as tears escaped and fell into the food. "Happy birthday, Eleanor Shaw," I whispered to myself. "Keep moving forward—onward forever. Even if no one loves you, there's still light at the end of the tunnel. As Jeffrey said, you have enjoyed over 20 wonderful years of wealth and privilege. You've had it good." Just like that, I repeated words of comfort to myself as I wiped away my tears. I moved all my belongings that I had sorted out over the past two weeks in the living room.

For a second, I’m tempted, but then another wave of heat erupts in my chest, and I lose my nerve. “Tell me about the other books,” I say instead. “The other books?” I nod. And as I tuck my knees to my chest and wind my free arm around my knees, breathing through the stuffiness that’s getting more unbearable by the minute, I listen to the most garbled plot summaries I’ve ever heard in my entire life. “Okay. See, there’s this one with a man and his nephew. And they journey to the center of the earth. And there are dinosaurs. And a tornado? Shit—” The brow furrows again. “It might have been a tsunami. Something like that.”

Word on the wind said she was living like a scavenger. Avery didn't realize the depth of the tragedy until she reached the girl's den. Preston hadn't been exaggerating. It took Avery three hours to navigate the jagged outskirts of the territory. After another hour of climbing through the grey-stone crags, she reached a crumbling shack. It looked like the first winter storm would crush it into dust. Avery couldn't fathom it. Ruth was an educated, high-tier artisan. How had she sunk to this level of squalor?

Now what would master say if he learned that a foolish person as you dared change the world he created? The earth ground again created a ruckus. Was it all his doings? What is his deal anyway? As much as I can remember… it was him who did what? Why does my mind gets blurry now? Is there… a bug making me forget things as that? ”Now I shall eliminate all the bugs who have the gut to destroy this flow. The story that master carved shall be set to success!!“ A thunder effect echoed releasing tension in this place. None of us had the courage to say something. Or perhaps, none of us had any idea of what we must say.

“It’s not just the Book. The connection is in the sacrifice we made!” She turned to the young Auditor. “You can’t go back any further. The Earth won’t let you. My mother is the soil—she remembers me!” The Auditor’s face twisted, smoke pouring out as his skin cracked. “The Earth is a product!” he screamed. “It has no memory!” “It has a soul!” June shouted back. She snatched the clipboard from his hand. It wasn’t a clipboard at all, but a piece of the Golden Book he’d tried to steal. June tore the page in half.

I was on the verge of falling when he lifted me up and gave me a reason to live life. This man, Jinx Ezekiel, was able to fix my wretched self.

“Oh, my poor, naive daughter! There is a limit to everything. I did everything for this family, but that was before. Now I am being treated like garbage in the same home that I built. I refuse to have that injustice committed against me. Let anyone try to kick me out of here, and you will see the ugly side of me. I will destroy you all!” **************END OF BOOK 1************** WATCH OUT FOR BOOK TWO

You can't talk to her like that. I glared at him icily before kicking him right in the abdomen. "You have no right to speak to me." I lifted my leg, about to kick him again. When he cowered and curled up, Gemma finally reacted. She went up to protect him and yelled, "Enough with this madness! At least Zack is still alive! Howard has been tormented by guilt for so many years that he now has serious depression. You can't blame him." Their entire act disgusted me.