When I Was Puerto Rican Audiobook Novels & Stories

I asked. "Costa Rica was my first stop. The day Peter found out I lost all our money and couldn’t pay him back, I bought a one way ticket, laid low there, worked in construction and saved whatever money I could. At first, I thought I could make half the money and then pay the rest in Boston. I always wanted us to work out, Aurora but I knew talking to you would only put you in danger.

"You never reply to my texts, or calls, or even the reels I send you on I***a." I cocked a brow, holding myself back from laughing. "I***a?" "I*******m," He said pointedly. "Haven't you heard of it?" I shook my head, the corners of my lips pulling into a small smile. "I don't know, Rodriguez. I'm still getting over the jet lag and-" "You don't have jet lag, hijo. You and I know it." He interrupted brusquely. "Come on, do this old man a favour, no?"

“We’re more than two thousand miles away from Miami.” Her grip loosened. “We left a few hours ago,” Kaiser continued. “You slept through the entire flight to Puerto Rico.” he said with a taunting smile. The world tilted. Elena took a step backward, feeling devastated and perplexed. “You’re lying,” Elena whispered, shaking her head. “You have to be.” “I would never do such a thing.” She stared at him with pure hatred, yet he only smiled—as if savoring her unraveling. Trapped on a yacht. No land in sight. In a foreign country.

I dipped into my inkwell as necessary, concluding the page with details of my goals for the next day. Once I finished, I slid the journal back into my desk. Most of the crew was illiterate. Education was a commodity most in this lifestyle couldn't afford. My mother ensured I could read and write. Several languages. So when Evelyn grumbled insults in Spanish, French or Italian, I knew exactly what she was saying. It helped when conversing with other pirates in remote colonies. Most of them spoke French. Kept us from being double-crossed. I reached behind me to one of my books. One of my favorites was about a man, framed for a crime, while his friend helped himself to the man's riches, and his

I felt the little food I had been given earlier burn my throat and threaten to spill all over the floor. She is… She’s the woman MY padrino got pregnant. I gasped for air as I struggled to keep my head high in front of these asšholes. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I felt the room spin before I allowed the darkness to consume me.