Carcharodons 40k Audiobook Novels & Stories

“I have tolerated you for far too long. But know that you hold no power over me. You are far beneath me on the power hierarchy and I will be damned if I let a scum like you treat me any less. I told you before that I am Kiara Khorne but what I forgot to add was that I am the only daughter of Lord Khorne. The Lord of Battle and immortal fury. So, do not tempt me because I might just be obliged to fry your ass with utter most delight jerk face” “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!” Alpha River cried out in fury “Well I am not… I am not staying here with you. The supposed library my uncle built is actually my new home that you and every high ranked member in this room is banned from entering until I

She was bloodied and badly wounded but Chloe could feel that she was still alive. The shadows didn’t hesitate. They lunged forward, moving like ghosts as they charged at the creature. The creature let out a enraged shriek that was so loud Chloe thought her eardrums might burst. But still, the wolves carried on, unaffected by the inhuman sound. Something about the shadows charging it down clearly unsettled the mysterious monster because it was off of its victim in an instant darting off into the forest without a trace. It’s time for you to go back, your majesty Another voice echoed through Chloe’s mind. You have been here too long.

"Yae has already made a letter of notice and the school will accept your absence. They believe that you are going to a funeral and might not make it back. Since you already finished your final exams, they will accept this sudden exclusion." "I accept. If there isn't anything else to talk about, I will start packing." Kurai is angry but didn't argue as he left to follow Cai Kang. "Oi, are you seriously just gonna sit and agree?" "The demons are similar to like the ones in this world. There are mostly in submission and surrendered to humans but there are still some who are hostile and powerful. If someone is seriously raising an army, then we can't joke around. There were wars involving this a

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

Millions of Void Stalkers, towering Abyssal Behemoths with limbs made of rusted bone, and hovering Seraphs radiating anti-light. A voice, booming and devoid of all emotion, echoed across the alien landscape. "YOU ENTER THE REALM OF THE CREATORS, MORTALS. YOUR FIRE WILL DIE HERE. YOUR FLESH WILL FEED THE DARK." Killian let out a low, vibrating chuckle that translated perfectly through the vacuum of the Void. "Marcus," Killian rumbled, not even bothering to address the disembodied voice of the god. The grizzled Beta, now standing eight feet tall in his molten-infused Lycan form, stepped forward to the edge of our Vanguard.

I yelled, pulling her toward the rising tunnel. But before we reached it, a wave of cold power slammed into us. The light dimmed. The cavern walls groaned. Rowan’s voice came again, faint, desperate. “It’s breaking.” The water erupted upward, and I saw it, beneath the surface, something enormous stirring. A shadow with glowing red veins, crawling toward freedom. Kara’s scream echoed through the chamber. “Damon!” I threw up a shield of energy, my claws half-shifting, holding the surge back. “Go!”

Lions with burning eyes, hawks with wings of flame, armored hounds—every creature summoned under his command ripped into the corrupted hybrids without mercy. Lucian grinned through the blood. "Well. That’s new." The house shook as the final wave of the corrupted creatures charged—and met the wrath of Valarieth and his kin. One by one, the corrupted beasts were struck down. Divine fire, blade, and fury ravaged them. Dorian leapt to his feet, a spear in hand, shielding Kai’s unconscious body. Kairis held the line beside him, her knuckles bloody but determined. "That’s the last one!" Ravelan shouted.

author pov Chip and Bob had been glued at the hip all morning. They both stood in the middle of the fire pit on the phone with Alpha Lorn of the Starlight pack. They had no way of knowing for sure what was happening to others in the god realm. They knew something was going on because a few hours ago, anyone who had been moon touched or blood bonded with Katia, had begun crying out in pain. They had quieted down now, however, they all claimed to feel the goddess' pain still. Chip watched as the angels who had been led astray, screamed orders at the ugliest creatures he had ever seen. They looked like someone was trying to cross-breed different animals and something went wrong. Some had red sk

And something faintly metallic beneath it all. Blood. --- His fingers moved across worn spines until he found what he sought. Soul Vessels. Forbidden Possessions. Underworld Bindings. Kael pulled the heavy books free and placed them across a nearby table. The candles lit themselves automatically. He began reading. --- Hours passed silently. Only the sound of turning pages filled the room. Kael’s expression darkened more with every text. Some spoke of spirits entering weak bodies. Others described possession through mirrors, cursed artifacts, blood rituals.