Battlefield Earth Audiobook Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, I pulled him through the portal and once we got to the battlefield he removed his hand from his head. "This place is a dump," he said as he looked around, he wasn't wrong exactly though. Where the battle was taking place used to be the city's capital, people used to come here to see the giant cherry blossom tree but now it's nothing more than a lifeless tree. The buildings have been reduced to rubble, the sky is always gray, and you could always hear someone's cry for help. I hate nothing more than the sights and sounds of war, I'm just glad my sibling never has to hold their friends in their arms as they drew their last breath or even the weeps of those you grew up playi

I look at the vicious rogues charging at us. ‎ ‎The battlefield is no longer just waiting for us. ‎ ‎It is awake. The world explodes into sound as both sides clash, our armies and the rogues colliding. ‎ ‎Screams. Steel. The thunder of paws on soil. The smell of blood is so sharp it burns my throat. ‎ ‎I had thought I was ready for war. I wasn’t. Nothing prepares you for the moment when a thousand hearts beat as one, then stop beating altogether. ‎

Rylan's POV The battlefield was a scene of pure chaos. The air smelled thick with blood and smoke. Wolves fought, teeth bared, fur flying. The sound of swords clashing with flesh echoed around me, drowning out all but the screams and roars. The earth was soaked with blood, and bodies littered the ground in every direction. I could hear the growls of shifting wolves, mixed with the clash of steel, the air alive with tension and fury.

The earth splintered beneath my feet. Black flames encircled me. The cries ceased. It all froze. Even the sky grew gloomy. When I opened my eyes again, they were pitch black. No glow. No light. Just shadow. When I said in a whisper, "Let's finish this," my voice didn't sound like mine. I stepped onto the battlefield again. But this time… I wasn’t battling for my pack. I was simply battling. since I desired to. I smiled as the shadows trailed behind me.

I spat. Valkyrie ducked under another swipe, her blade singing as it severed a limb. But there were too many. Too fast. The shadows closed in— Then something massive approached. A deep, earth-shaking howl roared through the battlefield. Heather’s smile faltered. “No,” she whispered. And then they came. A thunderous war cry shattered the air as a wall of warriors stormed down the cliffs, their armor catching the dim light, weapons raised high, ready to tear through the enemy.

The packs followed, their howls rolling like thunder across the hills. *Battlefield – River Bend* The clash was quick—fang against fang, steel against claw. Shadows flickered as the setting sun bled across the sky, turning the world to bronze and blood. Crystal moved through the chaos like living fire, her wolf Aelira whispering in her mind; Burn. Protect. Burn.

Light exploded from my spine. My vision went white. My bones felt like molten iron being reshaped. And through the blinding agony, I dimly heard the First God whisper— “Your wolves are coming.” BUT IN THE MORTAL WORLD… Auren crashed to his knees where I had vanished, hands bloodied, chest heaving. The battlefield shook as the earth rumbled beneath him like something massive was shifting below. Kael’s voice roared from somewhere impossibly far away— “AUREN! FIND HER!”