A collection of audiobook samples ranging from emotional to fairytale with a lively delivery.
Young Adult (18-35)
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Who are you? He whispered. I am silver wings. I am an elf. I've never seen enough before, the prince said softly. Will you really show me the way out? Of course I will. But you should rest first. Your horse is tired, too. She sat with him as he and star rested. She told him tales of living in the forest of tree houses they built of birds and butterflies who were their friends of playing in the sun and swimming in the river. She spoke of lying in the grass, gazing up at the moon and stars at night of watching fireflies in the night Owls fly in the dark. She made Prince Dale understand that the forest was not something to be afraid of, and many hours had passed, and the prince and his horse were well rested. She then showed them the way out. Morgue was cross. She was more than cross. She was furious. She had been chosen to mind her little brother again. Normally, she quite liked him as he stumbled after her on his short legs, babbling in a way that made her laugh. But today there was something much more exciting happening the men were preparing to go on a hunt. There hadn't been a hunt for months. First there was too much rain. And then there was too much work with the harvest. But now the way it was in and the grain was all stored in pits. The truth was here, bringing blessings from the gods and medicines for the Villagers. So the chief had decided that it was time outside. The men were gathering and the druid was chanting. Morgue longed to be there. Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child under the sun. When she was 12 years old, the enchantress shut her into a tower in the middle of the forest. The tower had neither stairs nor a door, but near the top was a little window. When the enchantress wanted to go in, she placed herself beneath it and cried. Republicans will re puzzle. Let down your hair to me