Blood Meridian Audiobook Novels & Stories

"You need to master that mark. Not just flare up when you're angry, but actually control the Bloodbound magic. If you can tap into the source, you can shut the gates Father opened." ​"And how am I supposed to do that?" Seraphina asked. ​Arion pointed to a massive, black mirror at the back of the vault. It wasn't made of glass; the surface looked like moving smoke. ​"The Mirror of Eris," Arion said. "It contains the memories of the first Bloodbound. If you go inside, you can learn how she controlled the power. But be warned—Eris wasn't a saint. She was a nightmare. If you aren't strong enough, she’ll keep your soul and use your body to finish what she started centuries ago."

Had she done something… something he was never meant to find out? “I said fucking explain what you mean, damn it!” Azael snapped. Power burst out from him, spiraling out of control as the air in the living room warped violently. His eyes darkened into a deep black-red, the whites orbs swallowed whole. Fangs that had retreated earlier slid out again, looking sharp and menacing. Heat spiraled through the room like a rising volcano, scorching, and suffocating, only to flip in the next second into a brutal freezing cold snapping through the air, sharp enough to make teeth chatter.

The frequencies clashed in the air, creating a spectacular aurora of violet and amber that lit up the entire Southern Cross. “It’s working!” Julian shouted over the roar of the mountain. “The grid is destabilizing! Silas is losing the signal!” But the cost was immediate. My skin felt like it was being stripped away by a sandstorm. My vision turned white as the data of a billion years flooded my brain. I was no longer Lisa. I was the rock. I was the salt. I was the ancient, unyielding bone of the world. “Lisa!” Toby’s voice was barely audible over the sound of gunfire at the fissure.

My name is Mercury Roderick. I have been mute since childhood. I was told by my mom that I didn't cry like other babies when she put me to bed. Instead, I had stare at her with my big baby blues, and my lips quivering slightly. Then I grasped her finger and broke into a toothless grin. Something which stunned the doctor, nurses and my dad.

The female lead's voice sounded as if her life depended on it somehow. After a few minutes, Merideth cursed for the first time, "Damn, it's too early for them to come back." Merideth didn't waste any seconds as she sprinted out at an undeniably high speed. Aesthelia didn't know that Merideth could do that. "That's unexpected," Aesthelia commented as she stood up. She almost stumbled down because she felt numbness after staying in a sitting position for quite a long time. Merideth took a while trying to find the book. With the way she talks, it seems like she has been in this room multiple times already.

A heartbeat. A voice rose—not human. Not divine. Just... ancient. “You have all carried me in parts.” “But memory is not meant to be divided.” “You must choose: reunite, and remember everything. Or burn again.” Elias turned to Serena. Her jaw was set. “We choose to remember.” The Merging The chamber cracked with light. A storm of memory descended—flashes of lives unlived, loves lost, betrayals hidden, oaths whispered in dying tongues. Serena saw:

“I am sorry.” “I understand. This is my first opportunity to call you, likewise,” she replied. “They are Mer.” “Are you sure?” His attention sharpened. “This is not like them.” But it did make sense, considering the involvement of the river in all the recent strife. All rivers emptied into the sea, and if the zombie virus had reached the Mer... “Fuck.”

Merri's voice was no less thrilling to my already chaotic heart. 'What blood do you mean, Dylan? Am I bleeding? But I don't feel any pain, no, I don't feel anything.' "Huk! Milady!" Merri's shrill screams were tucked away in my darkening subconscious. I fell deeper and deeper into the endless dark pit. The deeper I was dragged, the duller my senses became. I could no longer hear Merri's voice, or Dylan's, nor the noise of the horse-drawn carriage speeding down the broken road.

" I hit the gas and drove off. In the rearview mirror, their figures grew smaller and smaller. I turned on the music, a bright, cheerful song filling the car. Finally, the tears came. This 'fair exchange,' more than 20 years in the making, had finally come to an end. It was settled. I did not owe anyone anything anymore. My life? It was just beginning.

PUSH—* The meridian resisted. Biology screaming that this was wrong, three meridians without bonding was unnatural— *Fuck natural. Nothing about me is natural anymore.* Jay pulled harder. Felt Nyx's energy surge, Kael's warmth steadying him, and somewhere in the middle of ice and fire and agony— The meridian cracked. Not opened. Not yet. Just—*fractured.* Wrong. This was wrong. It shouldn't feel like this. **[WARNING: MERIDIAN INSTABILITY DETECTED]**