Aeneid Audiobook Novels & Stories

The only thing she wanted to do right now was just to…. Her thoughts were interrupted when Nathan whispered her name and she jolted back to reality. “Aren’t you gonna read to me again?” Just then, the sound of thunder resonated in their ears and his lips curved into a smile. “Even the heavens want to hear your story, Nessa” Gulping, Audrey threw open the book and began to read…..

I said as I skimmed through the first few pages of the book. “Okay so, please don’t judge me Edward,” “I never judged you” I said and opened a random page of the book from the middle. Wrong page! My eyes widened and brows rose in astonishment. Well, this was to be expected. “Whoa!” I exhaled and scoffed. She snatched the book away from me and placed it beside her. “Listen to me” she snapped. “I was listening,” I grumbled. “Looks like you’re not in the mood today. Your loss! I was going to tell you something regarding Lilly”

Meanwhile, the cat, who happened to be resting inside the storage ring all these time, complied without delay and soon after, he replied back. [Oh yeah. I found it already. Book of Beasticology; Lesson 58: The Isle of Delos. The word was mentioned multiples times on pages one hundred sixty eight to one hundred seventy three.] Hearing this affirmative response from Nero, Audrey resigned herself to check the said lesson before going to sleep later that night. On the other hand, night time had already descended by the time Audrey's group left Brujeria and only the celestial pearls embedded on the roadside was illuminating the street for them.

Eileen had hoped she would fail but she passed within a couple of seconds which she had to take as her faith. “Let her inside,” Eileen could briefly hear the voice that was like a sudden gust of icy wind, cutting through warm air and causing Eileen's breath to catch in her throat. The voice was low and gravelly, filled with an eerie stillness that seemed to echo off right inside her ears. Each syllable was like a shard of ice, sharp, and chilling as it pierced the silence. “It's time to meet the insane Alpha!” A voice rang inside her head.

Her voice, gentle and soothing, brought the words to life as she read aloud. Alero's story, a testament to bravery in the face of adversity, flowed from the pages like a balm to Thane's battered soul. River watched as his gaze, initially fixed on the ground, began to shift. His ears, almost imperceptibly, perked up, and his eyes flickered with interest. Though his expression remained stoic, River sensed the slightest crack in his armor.

He pulled out the book and handed it over to Audrey. Audrey placed her hands on the cover of the book, tracing it surface. The moment she opened it, Audrey realized the text were written in Greek and using her knowledge, she knew she could easily assimilate what is written. "What are you looking for by the way?" Martin asked, curiousity taking over his entire state of mind. Audrey looked up at him from the book and for a moment she wondered if it was ideal to tell him. "Have you ever heard of Alpha Brian?" Audrey asked and from the look on Martin's face, he seemed not to have heard of the great Alpha.

Alessia's POV I have read the book. It was a typical old storybook that sounded very English and Greek. I cringe a little because what I'm reading sounds like Julius Caesar. It talks about Greek gods, especially Poseidon since Homer's journey travels the seas. I feel like I'm getting a headache reading it because it's a story but the writing is poetic. But I understand because the ancient people were poets. I am too used to reading normal English novels. I just focused my attention on the book because there was nothing else to read there besides this. Even though I'm not used to reading like this, I'm just patient because it makes me sleepy.

), the novelette now in her grasp, silver-gray eyes narrowing in clear warning and a part of Proserpina that was still sane felt the rest of her protests die down in her throat at the look. “She… she was almost finished,” William piped up, voice small and the older goddess sighs at the clear look of dismay on Proserpina’s face as she closes the book with a deliberate thud, runs her finger along the spine, and sighs once more, as if exasperated. “I’m sorry if I startled you two, but this story wasn’t for you, goddess of shadows,” Athena chides, “You weren’t even supposed to have seen it in the first place. Why did you even read it?”

My throat was sore. It had been hours telling Aurelius everything I knew back on Earth: current news, trends, history, technologies, military; the last two had him interested the most. He was like a little boy listening to storytime, with his eyes sparkled in awe. It was weird to see him like this. Aurelius was a ruthless king and a brilliant strategist from my perspective earlier.

I read it aloud. Dante strolled over to the shelf and returned with a book with the same word as it's title. It was a more recent book. He flipped through the pages and stopped. "The Menae are fifty children of the moon goddess and the human king Endymion, the modern time say they represent the fifty months of the Olympiad cycle." he read aloud. "Let me see that," Axel took the book from Dante while Dante went to get another from the same shelf. We all started searching for books that describe the Menae.