Three-body Problem Audiobook Narrator Novels & Stories

She sat down behind the bus driver as the doors closed behind her. Ellie pulled out the phone her mom had given her in the car before they had left and turned it on. She scrolled through the apps, noticing a notification indicating she had 3 new text messages. She ignored the notifications and opened the audiobook application. Her finger scrolled through the books loaded on the phone and the books she could d******d. She pulled out the headphones that came with the phone, plugged them in, and scrolled through the preloaded classics on the app. Tears came to her eyes as she saw Pride and Prejudice. She hit play, settled her head against the glass window, closed her eyes, and listen to the soo

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.”

"I believe I said, 'The Feynman Lectures; Volume 2'," Mr. Decarlo growled as he looked down at the grey cover of the book that said 'Vol. 1'. "Isn't that it?" Aeliana asked, not bothering the slightest bit to make a single movement. "You had one job, Winslow," He sighed, waving the thick book in the air. "Three, actually," she sighed, as she looked out the window. "Mr. Decarlo, I'm hungry!"

He tells me to take all the time I need, which from him means call me back before anyone else does, and we hang up, and I sit at my kitchen counter with my coffee going cold and four days gone out of thirty and absolutely no closer to an answer than I was a week ago. Four men in six days. Damian with his memo. Kai with ten years of silence breaking open in one sentence I still haven't fully recovered from. Theo, who quoted my grandfather back to me like a ghost and then told me to go looking for something in the will that Mr. Okafor never mentioned. And now Marcus, offering himself up like a foregone conclusion, like the only reasonable ending to a story he's been quietly writing since I was

I gasped as I looked back up at Xipher, and he smiled and softly nodded his head. “A storm is coming.” He said in a voice that sent dreaded shivers through my body as I turned, looking out over the glowing land. To Be Continued in BOOK THREE “GUARDIANS KINGDOMS”

he murmured against my neck, his voice tinged with a sad sort of hope. I laughed, a bright, clear sound in the quiet alley. "What are you talking about? There's no husband. It's always been you, Henry. Only you." Henry froze, and after what felt like an eternity, his face lit up with wild joy.

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I have to bite my lip to stop myself from telling her how badly I want to bury myself in her again and make that happen for her! “Oh, wow”, says Liam as he too starts laughing. “It’s funny as fuck in the car with you guys, I dunno what everyone else’s problem is”! The fact that they’ve witnessed these conversations with Spin lingering around, that’s what’s wrong with everyone else. They can’t handle the pressure, but I mean it is uncomfortable for others at times! Amory’s laughter finally subsides and she begins playing with the radio. I flip to the Sirius XM stations and she tunes into some pop nonsense before I switch to the Spanish one I always listen to.

Everything in our home revolved around her, as if she owned the house. Recalling my bitter past, I wanted to slap myself. Why didn't I just walk away when I still had the chance? Andrew slammed on the accelerator. As if something had just occurred to him, he frowned and muttered, "Well played, Jovana. No wonder I haven't heard from you in three years—you've been out there messing around with some other man." Watching him clench his jaw in anger, I wanted to slap him across the face. A blind, heartless scum like him had no right to accuse me!

He grabbed Mark’s collar so tightly that his knuckles turned white as he mocked him. “You slandered her innocence and refused to accept that you killed her to run away from the fact that you murdered your own wife and children! “The body in the attic belongs to Jane! She only gave birth to one twin and died before she gave birth to the other due to labor complications!” Jacob let go and said, “I didn’t call the police because I wanted to see you break down after accepting the truth. Mark, will you let forensics perform an autopsy on the body, or are you scared that the body might belong to Jane after all?!”