Berserk Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Did you feel that?” Before Lyra could answer, the wall behind them groaned — and shattered. A monstrous wolf exploded through the stone. But it wasn't a regular wolf. It was a thing. Twice the size of any werewolf. Eyes glowing red. Mouth dripping black ichor. Chains dragged behind it, melted into its flesh. Nyra screamed. Riven sprang up, blades drawn. “*What the hell is that?*” Lyra shouted. “A berserker,” Riven snarled. “Celeste’s pet.”

Then I place my hand on the sacred book as we take our vows. “I, Alpha Aleksis Benedikt Voyslav of Berserker and Blue Moon Packs, do solemnly swear to be faithful to my mate, Jasmine Rose DeWinter, to protect her, to guide her, and devote myself to her and to my packs and to uphold the laws and justice accordingly.”

I tore off the pearl earrings that Eric had given me as an engagement gift and tossed them into the trash can with a smile. At once, the heat in my body suddenly dissipated. I then quickly sent out a message on my phone. A number of the disgusting men then tried to pounce on me, but I was now fully sober, and I kicked them all to the ground one by one. They grabbed their crotches and howled in pain, their eyes filled with resentment as they glared at me.

It pulsed like breath. From the darkness, Ellie Carson stepped forward. Her clothes were torn, her skin streaked with ash, her braid half undone — but her shoulders squared as though she bore the weight of the world. In her right hand she held the Blade of Bellerophon, its surface alive with runes that pulsed softly, resonating with every beat of her heart. Behind her came Cerebus. Scarred. Bloodied. Noble. Alpha’s eyes glowed with grim steadiness. Beta’s ears flicked, always listening. Gamma bared his teeth to the wind, snapping at the air like it mocked him. They walked as one, their massive form casting a shadow larger than life.

Reading the introduction, Lucas' fair and smooth face couldn't help showing a wonderful expression. "With Super Berserk, I might be able to turn the tide with the help of the Apocalyptic Legion!

*Roar* Aegeus released a loud bestial roar and dove towards General Siwa. He shortened the distance between himself and the general with one leap and struck out a fist fully engulfed in the raging red aura of Berserk. Without any suspense his strong fist smashed into her chest, denting Panther even further! *Boom*

The might came from being one of a shameless! The figure smiled, a pondering look appear in his face. He clear his throat and the flickering pool of golden flame is in the brink of collapse! “The moment this golden flame distinguish for good,” the figure said, gently rub his snowy skin. “My army, you can go all out and use the berserk with all your might then. We must get out this place before it collapse!” Meanwhile, Nuahanna reach the location of the terrifying voice. It only came out for a second but she able to find the right location. She murmured, “This is the place but...”

{“I will be your slave, I’ll die for you, no… I'LL LIVE FOR YOU! OWN MY ALL GREAT MAJESTY!” The male’s lovely voice booms across the place. “Fuck, he’s choosing the second option?” a young boy with a template written ‘15’ on it said in shock. The Competition for the companion of the great Berserker, the greatest and most unique of all kings ever had and the last ever Beastdom would ever have.

It was that moment he felt he wanted to laugh but cannot find he breathe to laugh. "Kira my wind spirit, bring my anger upon those who took me ungrateful, within the gods who bestowed the Wind Spirit Kira, bring me the honor and bring me the justice to those who fall under my grips, you are granted to berserk my spirit." He mumbled to himself, however, that mumbled is not as what the man thought, he was talking to the spirit rampaging in this chamber, a spirit made for war, and a spirit is given by the gods that the East has worshiped.

The change that happened to Tristan was because the defense system in his body began to activate and forced his protective soul to rise to the surface of consciousness and take control of Tristan, who was attacked quite strongly earlier and because of what he was facing this time was of course not just one enemy but half a dozen Berserkers who was now in front of him. Tristan, who had turned into a full-fledged wolf, now faced the Berserkers, who were there to wreak havoc. However, even though they were the same size and height now. Still, Tristan was outnumbered by those among them. Tristan was repeatedly hit and knocked down, but he quickly tried to get up even though he had a little diffi