Carcharodons 40k Audiobook Novels & Stories

Thousands of creatures standing in silence. And at the center of that dead world— a gigantic throne. Someone was sitting on it. I couldn’t see their face. But I heard their voice. “Bring me the fourth child.” The Architect turned toward the Gate. Then smiled. “He’s already here.” I looked at Rowan. Then Ryder. Then Chloe. And finally myself. Four circles. Four bloodlines. One vessel. But suddenly, I wondered if we had misunderstood the prophecy completely. Because the voice from the other world wasn’t calling for me.

And gods help any unsuspecting guard or pack member who passed by the open door of his study and heard Alpha Alaric Blackthorn, the stoic leader of the Triplet Pack, speaking in a squeaky, high-pitched dragon voice, or a gruff, booming giant. One afternoon, I walked in to find him holding a weighty tome titled "Ancient Lunar Battle Formations." Lyra, perched comfortably in his lap, was gurgling with delight as he made dramatic gestures, narrating the movements of mythical armies with surprisingly expressive sound effects. "And then, the Great Wolf General, Grolf, howled a mighty HOWWWL!" Alaric boomed, then immediately softened his voice to a tiny squeak, "And the tiny, cowardly goblins, the

She raised her hand wrapping her fingers around something invisible and Rachael began to claw at her throat while struggling in the air. Silvia slammed her against the tree using her magic. Rachael pulled to her feet screaming so viciously that everyone flinched covering their ears with the assault. Silvia clamped her mouth shut before slamming her down on the ground as all the breath was knocked out of her. Hunter roared killing the fourth warrior as the dead bodies of the last three lay behind him. He was vicious. "Where is that f*cker? Tell me!" Hunter roared menacingly causing the guy to piss his pants.

“See here! What’s this all about?” Arthur bellowed as he moved to pull Alice off the back of Kendra’s horse. “What are you doing?” “She’s an alien!” Kendra barked as her legs instructed her horse to move away from him. “Don’t touch her.” Bewildered and speechless, Arthur’s faded eyes studied the three riders and their cargo. “She was trying to capture Kendra with these other two to breed with this one,” Rex said as he pointed to Ordry’s body that was slung over his horse behind him. “They’re aliens.”

He cried. A wicked deep voice echoed from behind him. “Nonsense, Albian...” Albian turned, the wicked voice alive with laughter and glee. A hooded figure stood before him, completely covered. His skeletal hands and burning balls of hatred from beneath his hood were all that could be seen. He advanced like smoke upon a lake; slowly and effortlessly, coming to devour you. His voice, low and purposeful, triggered chills up your spine. “You're just in time. The festivities are just beginning.”

They were the Lords of the Transition, and the world was finally realizing that the only thing more terrifying than the monsters in the dark was the unit that kept them at bay. The "Deep-Note" from the Mariana Trench hit a new frequency - a resonant, booming sound that shattered the windows of the Arch’s lower levels. "She knows we’re coming," Xander said, his golden visor reflecting the flickering teal lightning of the Pacific storm. "Good," Evangeline replied, the sapphire ring in her eyes glowing with a lethal brilliance. "I have a few notes I’ve been dying to play for her." The "Resonant Rebellion" had moved from the forests to the deep. The "Iron Crown" was heavy, but as the jet engines

“Here. Eat.” I accepted the fruit and looked at him as he get another one. When he bit it, I bit on it too, imitating what he’s doing. We ate silently and I didn’t hear any noise except the creaking sound of the night and the crunchy fruits while we were munching. “What’s your name?” Do real vampires have names? He stopped on his track to look at me before averting it away like he’s getting burned by my gaze. “Prin-,” he shook his head. “Dash Slaughtrus Vandelion.”

He thought the council would accept his retirement but it would be the end of his life. “You are stupid! You know you can't survive if you don't finish those and you really told them what you know!” Voice of a man getting out of a car. This is probably their leader. Azrael and Seraphine immediately stood up and pointed the gun at the man but before they could get ready, he tried to shoot Azrael. Azrael was still holding his captured man, He make him like a human shield and caught bullets from their leader's gun. Four gunshots ended his life. Azrael and Seraphine immediately returned fire.

Arielle ordered as he slowly loosened his grip. "I'm sure Delilah might have talked to you about returning to your family. I'm aware you cut ties from them. I advise you return to them before you start a war that you can't finish." Arielle says as Theodore smirked which annoyed her. "Who said I won't finish it ?" The question frightened Arielle who didn't show much reaction. "When bodies start dropping, maybe you'll change your mind. Do it now when your family haven't gone haywire." Arielle warned.

From the black mire, things began to climb. Not wolves. Not beasts we knew. Things born in the crushing dark before the sun ever rose — colossal, scaled, circular jaws lined with rows of shark teeth, blind writhing tentacles sprouting from their ridged backs. They were the Spawn of the Black Tide — the hounds of the Forgotten Gods. Sensing my aura, they howled in unison — a scream of a thousand drowning voices — and my warhorses reared in terror. “FOR THE NEST! FOR THE EMPIRE!” I bellowed — and let the silver take me.