Boundless Audiobooks Novels & Stories

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

“Look, I just want to return home and the nearest border has been blocked already.” The man hesitated for a while before handing my ID back to me. “I trust you know how to take care of yourself. Drive safely ma'am.” *** No man's land, the forest that stretched between this side of Midnight Pack and Silvercrest Pack. It was called no man's land because it belonged to none of the packs, it was just a free-for-all all forest in between the two packs, free for rogues as well. The stories I had heard concerning folks who ventured into no man's land at night were alarming. Today however, I was ready to bust that myth. I was ready to show everyone else that it was just a bedtime story to scare kids

We had been walking for hours, our silence as comfortable as a soft blanket, the kind you don't need to speak to appreciate. Occasionally, our hands brushed against each other, sending a spark of warmth through me. I could feel the subtle connection in those fleeting touches, the kind that spoke of something unspoken, something deeper. Dylan’s presence was calming, and though words were unnecessary, the gentle brush of his fingers against mine was reassuring. As we strolled, I noticed how his steps fell in sync with mine, how our breaths seemed to align with the rhythm of the evening.

"They won't see them, but they'll be protected 24/7. Anyone who approaches them will be intercepted." "Thank you." He glanced at her. "Don't thank me. You paid for it with your shares." Right. Business transaction. She needed to remember that. Her phone started buzzing before they'd gone three blocks. Then it didn't stop. Text after text. Call after call. Notifications exploding across her screen. Nina looked at the first message. Her mom. MOM: NINA LISA GRANT WHAT IS THIS??? Below it, a link to a news article. BREAKING: Billionaire CEO Victor Hale Marries Mysterious Accountant in Secret Ceremony

Yuna, the woman who had loved him so much, wasn't just sulking. She had really left. And she had even severed their mate bond. "How do I restore the bond?" Damon's voice was terribly hoarse. The healer shivered under his stare, his back cold with fear. "Only if Luna herself agrees. Otherwise, no one can force a bond that's already broken back together." Damon slammed his hand on the table, knocking the medicine bowl off it. It shattered across the floor. His eyes were heavy with too many emotions. There was anger, shock, a violent sense of being betrayed, and a panic he didn't even want to admit.

“Mia, we should be arriving at Planet Boundless soon, right?” David asked Mia, who was sitting across from him. “Master David, we will arrive in three more days,” Mia replied. “Mia, tell me about Planet Boundless and Burke.” “Sure!’ After Mia answered, she thought for a moment, organized her train of thought, and said, “Planet Boundless is one of the Milky Way Empire's high civilization planet. It’s enormous and very prosperous.

I stop and place both hands on my waist, trying to draw in steady breaths. There's nothing out here. Its just an wide expanse of trees and bushes. Exhausted, I start to whirl around and head back, when my gaze falls on a bunch of schoolbags lying in front of me. Pushing through a few branches, I walk towards the bags, and just then, my eyes lift to stare past the small bushes ahead… And I come face to face with a majestic view. The path opens onto a high, jagged cliff, where the world seems to stretch endlessly. Trees and forest spread out on both sides, broken by a vast chasm. Across the gap, another cliff rises, its summit adorned with a roaring waterfall that crashes into a mighty river b

When she spoke her voice was measured, layered like she had learned to deliver conclusions in the packaging of questions. "My concern," she said, looking down the table toward me with the careful warmth of someone performing genuine worry, "is whether the imprint is driving decisions that the Pack will pay for after it fades." She paused. "Imprints on humans have precedent. They thin. When it does, the binding remains and the reason for it doesn't, and the Alpha is left with a contractual obligation to a woman who has no standing in our world and no capacity to protect herself within it." The room absorbed this.

What is he doing? "She got here over to speak, approximately transferring again in," he maintains smoothly. "It was heartbreaking to witness something so awful appear to this type of gifted young woman." The journalist’s interest shifts again to him, and I sink into my chair, relieved to be out of the highlight. Noah knows exactly how to manage a room. By the time the journalist leaves along with her car full of lavish souvenirs, she looks charmed. Noah may want to by no means be hated no longer whilst he’s this beneficent.

They were taught Spells, incantation, and history but not on how they can use their physical body to fight. On their way to their tribe, the only thing that the music playing in their ears was the rants of Cassia is her killing petal when the incantation remove from her body.