Novel & Cerita Youtube Agatha Christie Audio Books

"Humph. I won't fall for his trick twice." Agatha was sitting at the waterfall reading her book. She heard footsteps behind her and turned around to look. "Oh. Princess Agatha, you have good hearing," sneered Austin. He frowned as how she could hear him when he was silently sneaking up on her. "Your majesty," said Agatha. She got up and bowed to him. "At least you have some manners." Agatha frowned. "Humph. You can read?" "Umm… Aaahh…I-I-I…" Agatha hide the book behind her back.

It's quite straight anyway, thank God. So now, we were in his livingroom, Axel was sitting and my head was rested on his thighs, while I was reading out loud. This time, it was Agatha Christie's turn and her novel And then there were none. I have never read this one before and I was loving it, with the exeption of Axel ruining every plottwist for me and then giggling like a schoolgirl when I got mad at him and swat his chest.

His voice wasn’t sharp, but there was a thread of curiosity under it. “Me? Smiling?” She let out a short laugh. “You must be seeing things.” Fenrik didn’t look away. “No, you did. Even in the car. It felt like you were talking to someone… or listening to something.” Agatha tilted her head slightly, meeting his stare without flinching. “See? I was listening to a podcast.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of earbuds, one still looped over her ear. She held them up like proof.

“I am Agnes, yes, but I am Agatha. I remember a lot now. Theo? please allow me to remain here, I will serve my purpose…” “No. If you remain here, they will kill you. Cyrus cannot lose you again, he suffered so much…” “I know, that is why I am back but you have to listen to me. I must remain here,” “No… Agatha…” “Listen to me. Just listen, okay? I can gather useful intel here,” “We have enough spies doing…” “And yet your spies didn't know about this place, about Audrey?” “That is no reason to…” “I still have my bond with Cyrus, we made a bond of the soul in my past life; I will let Cyrus know how I feel…”

I swiped the screen and brought the phone to my ear. “What do you want?” My voice came out cold. Her low, wicked laugh slid smoothly through the speaker, sounding entirely mocking and cruel. “Hello to you too, my darling stepdaughter.” I closed my eyes, a wave of intense nausea hitting me. I almost puked right there on the floor. “What do you want, Agatha? Cut the crap.” “Oh dear. Someone sounds incredibly unhappy today.” I sat down slowly on the edge of the bed, my knees feeling too weak to hold my weight. “Why did you call me, Agatha? Tell me.”

I hurriedly teleported to the garage after the coast was clear,arriving a few cars down from Agatha's, that was parked the 1st floor of the MGM casino garage. I let my Demon-Wolf, Aldrerix come close to the surface so I could hear Agatha better through her noises. She was yelling inside of her white SUV to another woman and talking on the phone. Listening in on her convo she was talking to another council member. "No one is to call me anymore Yacob! Tell all the covens!! I'm on vacation!!" Her loud and rusty voice making demands to Yacob, the one who controlled the vault room. I became furious to know she was actually calling her hiding a "vacation" and more excited she was speaking with ano

They were too aggressive because of their eagerness to interview and get some statements from Agatha. “To answer your question, Amethyst and I will never stop looking for her. I have no idea when the funeral will happen, but it doesn't mean that it's the end…” she paused and eyed directly the camera. “The culprits still have to pay their debt.” She added firmly. “Is she scaring us?” Rio asked and chuckled unbelievably while watching the news where Agatha was being interviewed in front of her company. “Definitely,” Cassandra replied. She doesn't seem to care as she was just reading a book, unbothered about them.

“But Agatha wants to talk to you. She figured out something important that we missed.” Of course, just when I wanted to hear Avery's voice a little longer, I got passed to Agatha. But I go along with it, knowing it’s crucial. “Sure, put her on.” “Hello, my fellow brother of nature,” Agatha’s voice greets me, soft but carrying an underlying weight. She sounds tired like she’s been thinking over this for a while. But I’ve come to know that that’s her voice. “Hi, my fellow sister of nature,” I reply, a little unsure of where this is going.