Three-body Problem Audiobook Narrator Novels & Stories

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone froze in place. No one was speaking for a long time. "What test? With whom?" Vivian asked. I looked at Vivian, who was so nervous that her hands were shaking, and she was biting her lips. Winston's gaze was deep, and he said, "They brought back someone on this mission, a dead person. "That person is Aryanna. "You said Aryanna ran away, but why is her body in Salakole?"

I wake to three male voices arguing about why I threw up and passed out. I just keep my eyes closed and lay listening to them panic. Jake is by far the worst cause he is cussing and pacing. Jared is unusually quiet while Matt just sits by me in worry. Where are my girls? I think as I fall back asleep. What are they so worried about that they are in a panic. I sleep more till I wake again.

“But –“ I am cut off by the wolf , as it growls lowly. He slowly gets up , his teeth shows as he snarls at something or someone that is behind my mother and I. “Let her go…” I hear my husbands voice, to which I turn to look at him. He gets up from the bed after untangling himself from Andrew and Britney. He tries his best to walk over to me but he seems to be a bit drowsy. Behing him , I watch as Andrew begins to stir and awaken due to Xavier’s movement.

he said. "Okay, let's do this. Who knows, that third book is already on its way," Cela said. Hyun's eyes grew bigger. Thankfully, they are just talking on the phone and Cela can't see how excited he is to hear the news first hand from her. Tomorrow will be perfect.

I waited until it was close to midnight—I had three minutes to go. I started thinking back on my life, but it was too simple and plain. There didn't seem to be much to remember. My life had been a tragedy from the moment I was born. The minutes turned to seconds, and I slumped onto the table. I had my urn and photo beside me. Five, four, three, two, one… The countdown ended, and a dead silence descended upon me. The room went silent—even the sound of my breathing disappeared. At the same time, I heard the sound of the doorknob turning. Someone was back!

Again and again. “The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.” The emotionless, automated voice repeated itself, but Kit didn’t seem to hear it. His finger slammed against the screen with a growing frenzy, as though sheer persistence alone could produce a different outcome. “No… no, that’s not possible,” he muttered. “Everything was fine yesterday… I told her we’d get our marriage registered…” He stood frozen for a long moment, phone in hand, expression hollow. Then suddenly, as if something snapped in him, he bolted out of the hospital and sped toward the airport.

His voice came out dry. "You hemorrhaged and fell into a coma for three days. When you woke up, the doctor said the baby didn’t make it… that it was gone." Summer leaned back against the couch and let out a mocking laugh. "Lennie, even if that little girl had lived, she would’ve just been a burden anyway. Not like our Cody. He’s actually worth something." Dorian’s face went pale as he snapped his head toward her. "Summer, that’s enough." I jerked my head up, locking my gaze onto him. My mind went blank.

Everything he said had been meant for my ears. I let out a long breath, then pushed my wheelchair into the apartment. Wilson immediately stood up and hurried over. "Liam, let me help you.” His movements were careful and attentive. Ruby hated seeing it. She glared at me with undisguised resentment. "We don’t have servants anymore in this modern era! You have perfectly good arms. Can't you push your own wheelchair?" She crossed her arms and sneered. "Honestly, I should've run over your hands too. Then you wouldn't be sitting here, pretending, just to make Wilson feel bad."

"It's okay to fear what you don't know, but why not celebrate what you do?" I wondered, before poking his other shoulder, drawing familiar red eyes up to me. The other two walked up to join us, a quiet settling over the area. These three men who were perfect strangers felt like dearest friends. It confused me, but the black-haired one kept reading his book with a calm smile on his face, the red-haired one followed me over to the fountain to play with the water, and the brown-haired one watched from the bench. "She CAN tame the three. Now we just need a link to her world in the future. Let's do what we can."