Boundless Audiobook Novels & Stories

Everyone gave Aurora a quizzical look of disbelief. “The Boundless Academy? Is it really the Boundless Academy? One of the five greatest institutions?” “Incredible! Most people would have struggled to even enroll into a standard Academy, yet here lady Greenwood had enrolled into the Boundless Academy.” “The Boundless Academy only accepts people of exceptional talent; lady Greenwood must be a prodigy!” “She’s both an angel and a devil!”

The Unbound has stepped into the open. And nothing will ever be hidden again.

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

"That even when I'm at the cabin, I can easily hear the conversation going on here. I'm not linked to anyone but I can get inside their head no matter where they are. If I whisper a question, all they have to do is answer and I can hear them" "What?" No fucking way. It's impossible and insane and unbelievable but I remember all the times Leander would suddenly start talking to himself. I knew he was talking to Kaden but I thought they were using the link. Except for the fact that he'd speak out loud and his eyes never glazed over the way they normally do whenever two people are using the mind link. All of a sudden, I feel an invisible gap between us. This man is... He's... "There's a reason

“It… I’ve never soothed anyone like this before. I suppose it is the bond between us that makes it possible. Rage and fury aren’t easy emotions to control, being what we are. So, a balance is needed.” As I finish saying this, suddenly Levantus shifts back. He’d be naked, of course, but being blind means he still has privacy. Despite this, I blush and begin pulling my hands away only to have them caught in his. He brings them to his lips before his chest and steps closer.

The world collapses down to one truth: He will never touch or hurt anyone again. I don’t stop when he goes down. I don’t stop when he curls in on himself, hands coming up too late, blood at his mouth. I stop only when a sound cuts through the fog. A sob from Libby. I turn and see Libby is on the floor behind the counter and curled in on herself. Her arms are wrapped around her head and she’s rocking slightly like she’s trying to disappear into the tiles. “No, no, no,” she whispers. “Please—please—”

"Remember the last time we talked, you said Raziel would be in pains if I don't touch him back." Dahlia nodded her head like a lizard. "Of course, of course." "I would like to ease his pain, but I don't know... how." She admitted. When Raziel was touching her, she wanted to touch him too, but she had absolutely no idea what to do. She didn't have any experience, neither had she previously talked to someone with experience. She hadn't even read such books. It never used to interest her. "Oh! There are certain things you can do to make him feel good." Dahlia looked more than excited to teach her. Did she really grow in a noble home? But Luciana admired how free she made herself, even with all

> “If you keep breathing through them, they’ll never learn to stand alone.” Maybe standing alone isn’t the goal. The waves sighed, rising higher. --- Adrian found her at dawn, eyes red, shell clutched in her hands. > “It spoke again,” he guessed. “It never stopped.” “Can we stop it?” “I don’t know if we should.” He knelt beside her. “Then what do we do?” She looked toward the horizon— the place where sea met sky, where everything blurred into maybe. > “We teach it boundaries,” she said finally.

Soren murmured. Then came Travian’s voice — soft, urgent, trembling with divine dread. The Boundless One has sensed you, Soren. You carry my light — and it hungers for it. Soren staggered, gripping his head as visions erupted behind his eyes — oceans igniting into flame, mountains collapsing into dust, cities drowning beneath crimson waves. The Boundless One rose above it all, a sun of living shadow, its gaze hollow yet infinite. “Soren!” Elara cried, rushing toward him — but a spear of void energy struck the ground between them, hurling her backward. Smoke and ash erupted where she’d stood.

Valle stood in front of Alexa with a playful glint in his eyes, holding a silky black blindfold in his hand. "Are you ready for today's training session?" he asked, a mischievous smile forming on his lips. Alexa raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued but cautious. "What kind of training are we doing today?" she asked, curiosity creeping into her voice. Valle chuckled and lightly ran his fingers over the blindfold. "Trust and awareness," he replied, leaving his answer intentionally vague. "I want to test your ability to listen and react based only on your instincts."