What To Expect When You Re Expecting Audiobook นิยาย & เรื่องราว

POV: Lena Moretti I found the books on his nightstand on a Monday. I wasn't snooping. I was looking for a phone charger I'd left in the living room and wandered past his open door and there they were. Three of them. Stacked in order of thickness. "What to Expect When You're Expecting." "The Birth Partner." And a thinner one called "New Father's Survival Guide" with a sticky note marking a chapter about the first six weeks.

Marcus, I want you to make love to me” He isn't joking. He isn't pouting anymore. He's looking at me with a serious, commanding voice that makes my brain short-circuit. ”WHAT?” I choke out. The word is halfway between a squeak and a heart attack. My mind flashes through every 'What to Expect' chapter I've ever read, and suddenly 'Chapter 14: Intimacy' is battling 'Chapter 22: Emergency Procedures' for control of my nervous system. My brain is screaming. I’m running through a mental checklist of every worst-case scenario involving physical exertion and third-trimester twins.

When he got to his building, he strode straight past the concierge and into the lift. And it was only when he went in his front door and let the quiet of the apartment wash over him did he realise how fast his heart was hammering. He prowled silently to the bedroom he’d shown Aneesa to earlier and pushed open the door. A bedside lamp threw out a halo of light over where she had fallen asleep half sitting up in the bed. A book lay open by her side and Sebastian went over and picked it up, only noticing then what the title was: What to Expect When You’re Expecting.

“I still can’t believe it. We’re really having a baby.” Anton’s voice softened. “I can’t wait for the next appointment. Just imagine—soon, we’ll be able to feel the baby kicking.” My hand instinctively moved to my belly. It was still flat, but the idea of feeling those tiny kicks made my heart race. “Do you think the baby will like your voice?” “Are you kidding? I’m going to read stories every night. This little one will hear me nonstop,” Anton grinned, his excitement contagious. I smiled, a warmth spreading through me. “I love how much you already care.”

Hope rose in Eva as she rushed to the CD player in the middle of the library. She placed the CD in the tray and pushed the tray in. When no sound came from the speakers Eva turned the knob making the volume rise all the way. Still nothing. Frustrated Eva ejected the tray and flipped the CD. She once again pushed the tray in and this time there was a slight hum to it. Eva walked to her windowsill and waited for the audiobook to start. "Oh! Fuck me! Oh yeah! Ah! Ahh!" The loud sounds of moaning and groaning filled the quiet Library scaring Eva half to death. THIS WAS NOT AN AUDIOBOOK!

I answered with a sly smile on my face. And then he started. I think I found my favorite way of reading my books, and that would be through Damon. Audio books didn't come close. At the first page, he was been all grumpy and dragging the words, but when it got to the part where the female lead walked in on her husband fucking his maid, his entire expression changed. He let out a string of curses at Phillip being an asshole and all sorts of stuff and in a way it felt like he was enjoying the book, more than me.

She gently caressed the white tassel ornament on the music box and felt her heart break. The way she said it made Isaiah instinctively frown. Just as he was about to say something, the phone in his pocket rang. It was Juno. “Emmie has a nosebleed, we need you right now!” His expression changed in an instant, and he left immediately. The moment he walked out of the room, Astrid called out after him, “I mailed you something, make sure you open it tomorrow morning…” Isaiah cut her off impatiently, “Don’t bother buying anything for me in the future, I don’t need it!”

“We improvise it live.” Pauly handed her a slim, battered paperback—Mockingbird, cover worn, pages gutted to hold a wafer-thin transceiver and a micro-SD slot. “Your new copy. Same weight as the real one. Press the title twice if you’re burned; it wipes your last three hours and plays an audiobook. Press the author twice and it pings us with location.” She slid the book into her tote without looking. “And if I press the spine?” “It complains about being objectified,” Pauly said.

Audience (7): *stands* yes I do. Naomi: Oh, please go ahead then. Audience (7): I want to ask about what we should expect in the upcoming chapters. Naomi: Oh! *Joins hands together* you should expect a whole lot. Expect betrayal, love, war, destruction, evil, cliffhangers. So many characters are going to reveal their true selves. Expect action, romance, have I mentioned evil? A lot of people are going to die. Whether they are the good guys or the bad guys, you would just have to read along to find out. Expect heartbreak, anger. There would be laughter, of course. Expect steamy scenes that may cause you to what to break your phone. Expect characters that would annoy the hell out of you. Just

I leaned back, listening and rubbing my swollen stomach, wishing the car ride would not end and we could all live in this world of joy and storytelling forever in a world that had seemed to turn upside down into its own saga. --------------------- - Note: This book is the property of Ulliend's Musings and is only allowed in approved formats such as D****e, Good Novel, TikTok, etc