Cormac Mccarthy Audiobook Novels & Stories

Adam said without turning to see "You're late." Ignoring he, Alexander sat across from his father. "What are you asking for?" Adam whirled the amber liquid in his glass and then looked directly at him. "Max's uncle just arrived in Ravenhold." Alexander's jaw became tighter. "Which one?" "Cormac Carter" The fingers of Alexander tapped against the armrest. In many respects Cormac was worse than Max. Max had been hapless; Cormac was deliberate. A guy who had spent decades threading himself into the shadow, acquiring power in ways Max never could.

Why were they— Cormac’s furious voice through all the chaos chokingly. “Do you… know who I am?! You’re making a mistake!” He let out a choked groan as the sickening thud of fists meeting flesh punctuated his words. “Let me go!” I clutched at the edge of the chair as I trembled. “Little wolf.” I froze. That was a voice that shouldn’t exist anymore. My lungs locked and my entire body was aralyzed as the world turned around me.

Somewhere beyond it, I heard Cormac's voice, real this time, raw and certain. "I love her," he was saying, to whatever version of me his own trial had conjured. "Whatever you show me, whatever doubt you dress up in her voice, I know exactly what's real, because I've spent two years watching her choose me back." The darkness shattered entirely, and I found myself on my knees on the stone dais, Cormac beside me, both of us breathing hard, the Warden watching with an expression I couldn't quite read. "Well," the Warden said slowly. "That is not a result I have witnessed in considerably longer than either of you would believe."

Cormac sat between us, shoulder bleeding but awake, talking to Liam on speaker. “It’s clean,” Cormac grunted. “Through-and-through. Hurts like hell, but I’m not dying.” “Good,” Liam said, voice tight. “Because I’m going to kill Sean myself.” Cedric let out a breathless laugh. “Get in line.” I didn’t laugh. I couldn’t. Matteo’s blood was too warm against my hands, and every bump in the road made him groan even though he was unconscious. “Faster,” I snapped at Wolf.

She casts me a thankful gaze and leans into my touch ever so slightly before taking a seat between myself and Malix. Cormac sits at the edge of the raised stage and looks out grimly over the crowd. Several of his closest comrades sit around him, all of them wearing identical expressions of horror and devastation. The ginger-haired man doesn’t need to call for silence. When the howls stopped, so did all conversation. Only the soft brush of wind across the rocks and the sharp, piercing call of a hawk can be heard somewhere close by but unseen. Cormac visibly chews on the inside of his cheek as he surveys the silent, grieving pack. Finally, he speaks.

Cormac nods “ I will make all the necessary arrangements and inform you when.” “ But I will tell you this. If you hurt my princess again. I will drain you then make you suffer a horrible death. I love my granddaughter with everything in me. My daughter as well. I would give up everything for them. I’m not a good man. But Mara and Ailee are the light in my darkness. And I won’t allow Ailee to be hurt.” Cormac said. I have no doubt he is speaking from his heart. “ Mr. O’ Sullivan even though my actions don’t say so. I love my daughter with everything in me. The minute she told me about herself my heart filled with love for her. A love I didn’t know I was capable of. I won’t screw up this time

Cormac will be accompanying us today because he wasn’t compromised by the foresight fog like Killian was. “Good morning, Cormac!” Morrigan greets him. “Good morning, Luna.” He says as he bows. “Cormac, please just call me Morrigan when we aren’t in front of pack members. Please.” She requests. “Of course, Morrigan.” “Alright, let’s get going. It’ll be about a two-hour car ride,” I say. We get into the car, with Cormac driving, and pass the time just talking and laughing, telling Morrigan of all the things Cormac, Killian, and myself got up to together when we were kids. Soon enough, we were pulling up to the borders of Alynthi.

Shane’s chest rumbled with an unexpected laugh. “Cormac whacked him over the head with his own half-empty bottle of Jack. The dumb son-of-a-bitch had no memory of any of it and assumed he’d just passed out.” “Did the police come?” He snorted. “Not in that neighborhood, and not with a mean bastard like Manus O’Mara. No one wanted to cross the crazy fucker.” “Except your neighbor?” She tilted her head to look up at him. He nodded. “Cormac always had balls.”

"I swear on my reputation that the amount Gavin Carter pockets every single month is as much as this!" Then, Cade made out an astronomical figure on the screen, and the live comments went wild. "What the hell? Is that for real? How could that really happen?" "I knew it! Nobody's really innocent in the business world! Bad guys like him would eventually be exposed!" "I'm with you! He's nothing but a scumbag and needs to be removed from humanity!"

In the simplest of words, home is where you find the meaning that helps define you—who you are, and who you hope to be. I found mine at sixteen. Not in a place, or a person, but in books - thanks to Ashley. She practically forced a book into my hands, claiming it was her holy grail. I didn’t love the ending at first. But when I heard a sequel was coming, I read it the moment it released. Seeing the MMC'S perspective changed everything. I realized the first book ended the way it had to.