Belgarath The Sorcerer Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Basically, he’s a fuck buddy, but he’s also a warlock. I’m not sure how strong he is, but he has his own coven. I’m guessing that’s where Levana is hiding.” “Where is he?” my father asks. “Don’t know. She didn’t exactly introduce us to him. She kept him to herself and we only saw him coming and going.” “Name?” I ask. “Laris. Laris Bevan.” I pull out my phone, moving to step away while my father continues talking to Avery. “Hi baby, what’s up?” my mate answers on the first ring. “Quick question, can you do a locator spell with just a name?”

she asked. “He’s from Wadim’s den,” I replied with disgust. “Damn, I thought they were all dead.” “Apparently not,” Garth interjected as he walked up on the other side of me. “Who is Wadim?” “Was,” I emphasized. “He was a twisted son-of-a-bitch who dealt in human trafficking and cannibalism. Rumor had it he was the bastard son of Dracula.” Garth nodded. “I see,” he said. He looked at Magdalena and said, “So the rumors are true?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Why would you think that? Don’t you know that this pack in particular embraces all types of wolves?” I pointed toward his reading materials. “Ah yes, the books that were given to me to read.” He looked down not very impressed. “ I can’t say I truly believe this is how it is and it isn’t the way things have been told to me. I wonder if perhaps they were placed in my sell as a trick by say a little wolf to get me to talk?” He raised his eyebrow at me and I didn’t speak allowing him more room to speak. Something I had figured out about Gorm is liked to be the center of the room so if I was quiet enough he’d tell me things. “Although I’m not complaining I do enjoy you

Raff whispers, kissing along my neck. Drelduin purrs and sends a puff of smoke our way. The smoke swirls around us, then over to the Brazier. We watch and I chant the chant found in the family spell book that destroys an enchanted object that was created by anyone in our family. Raff tosses the herbs I asked him to prepare earlier today and, instead of a match, we use the most powerful fire available; Dragon Fire. Drelduin’s body rumbles and he blows a steady and concentrated stream of flames at the object and soon we hear a loud crack followed by what sounds like a scream and a powerful blast of power that knocks Raff and I back. Drelduin’s tail swirls around, stabilizing us, before he shif

, Hector said, Alexis suddenly recalled the first time she met Emilia and realised that the hideous man in the rock was once an elf. He didn’t seem to take note of Hector as his eyes drew to Alexis, he smiled a long hideous smile, flashing black teeth at her. The look in his eyes sent shiver down her spine. “Goblins! Don’t tell me you didn’t welcome my guests. Serve them, and be gentle!”At his command, hundreds, if not thousands of goblins appeared beside him, as if they had been hiding behind the boulder this entire time. The lashed at them instantly, Adam summoned lightning, paralysing which ever one he could and Hector burned them. It was going well, until one of the goblins returned flam

"But I am grateful for every twist and turn because it led us here—to this moment, to this place of healing and growth." Sarah smiles warmly. "Life has a way of surprising us, doesn't it? And even in the midst of the darkest storms, we found each other, offering solace, strength, and unwavering support." Ruth's gaze drifts towards the horizon, her eyes shimmering with a newfound sense of determination. "We've come so far, and now we stand at the threshold of endless possibilities. Let's embrace this newfound chapter with open hearts and open minds." As the fire crackles and dances before us, we clasp hands, forming a circle of unity.

"I can't have a coward for a son. I won't." "Are you kicking me out?" I wiped the blood from my lip. "No." He stayed facing the glass. "I'm fixing you. There is a place for boys who aren't ready to be men. It's called The Forge." "The Forge?" My stomach dropped. "I've heard stories about that place, Dad. That place is a cage. They break people who come there." "Exactly." He turned back. His face was a mask; there was no love, no pity, just ice. "They break the weak parts so the strong parts can grow. You are leaving tonight."

“One day, you will all feel what you did to us. Every pain and suffering will be felt even in the ends of your bones, that you will wish to die in an instant. You will regret the day you all are born. You will die an agonizing death, your eyes crying with blood. You will go to hell, where you all belong!” The women in the alley recited silent profanity in their heads. They walked swiftly and left the scene stealthily, with their long coats covering their pale bodies, the ends of the clothes sweeping the cold concrete steps of the streets in a cold winter night, and the dark hoods not exposing their faces. An ominous loud howl can be heard from afar. BLACK WITCHES AND EVIL WEREWOLVES ARE NOW