David And Goliath Audiobook Novels & Stories

Annoyance wormed it's way into my chest. “What did Caleb took from you? Just a few arsenal? Are you kidding me?” The leader stepped forward, towering over me like a giant. He should know by now that things doesn't work well because he is a giant. David fucking took Goliath down with just a stone, but me? I’ll be taking him and every motherfucking gangsters in that warehouse with my silver dagger. “Aren't you supposed to be a generous Bratva? Losing a few arsenal won't be the end of you or your clan, hell, it doesn't take a cent from you.”

For some unknown reason, David knew that only he was able to see this hole and at the same time, interact with it. Following his instincts, David pushes his right hand towards the hole, knowing he'll be able to pull out a book. Once the book was out, David read the title. Foserense Log. David smiled. At least he wasn’t fully alone, he was still supported by a supernaturally supreme being. Smiling to himself, David thought of God’s rather nonchalant attitude. Well… God wouldn't purposefully fudge me, right? He's not that petty, right? David takes the book and looks around.

If anything, it was getting wilder; threatening to leap straight out of his mouth. At this point, the man did not even dare to pray for his life to be spared. His only regret was dying without ever realizing his one dream and seeing his lifetime goal to its fruition. It goes without saying that when David realized that they were up against a powerful adversary, he never imagined that they will be the ones to emerge victorious by the end of it. After all, the Kraken had its reputation as the tyrant sea monster for a reason. Yet Audrey’s group emerged from the cave victorious and David would be its living proof. He could attest that the group’s combined attacks were truly a force to reckon wit

-------THIRD POV----- HIGH ROOM, FILLED WITH THE ELDERS AND GUARDS. “fuck! Fuck!” David cursed under his breath, barely audible to anyone without keen ears. “How do I ask? What should I even say? One wrong word and I am out.” He mumbled to himself. “I’m waiting, David.” Declan’s voice was nothing short of angry. David took a deep breath, stepping forward, his face lifted until his eyes met with the fiery Lycan king sitting in front of him. His throat burned, his hands trembled. “David, for fuck sake, just spill it.” Declan’s voice oftened but they still had frustration leaning on every word.

But she watched for it anyway, the moment her mother’s eyes landed on him and performed their rapid unconscious audit: origin, bearing, relation to money, whether he knew it, whether he pretended he didn’t, whether he performed his lack of it or inhabited it. She watched her mother look at Daniel. She watched Daniel look back. There was a moment — it lasted perhaps three seconds, which was a long time for a moment — in which neither of them said anything, and the thing passing between them was not a transaction but something more like a recognition: two people who were each, in their respective ways, entirely themselves, identifying this quality in each other with the wary respect of opponen

“Lizzbeth!” From a distance, I could hear a fairly loud shouting voice back there. After turning around, I could see the figure of Hilbert who had just called out to me. The alpha seemed to be trying to break free from the confines of Hilbert's soldiers who were attacking him, David moved nimbly here and there to avoid attack after attack by Hillbert's soldiers. I could also see how the long swords were swung here and there to hit David's body, but it turned out that David was so good at dodging attack after attack made by the soldiers that he was completely unharmed.

Said David with a decisive tone, he was pretty impressed by the demonstration and potential of golems, now that he couldn't summon more soldiers to the army. The rats tried their best, but ultimately failed at the first step, they were too dumb to understand what Goliath was talking about, so their first try ended going to waste. The more intelligent members of the army didn't have that shortcoming. They could barely understand what Goliath was doing and tried their best to channel the will of the abyss to make their golems. That's when David received a strange notification. [Your subordinates want to channel your will to make golems. Do you want to let them do it?]

Even David was used to climbing mountains since he trained in between the forest; the path was not easy; it might look easy, But only David knew this path could lead to hell or death if they went the wrong way; he still didn’t understand why that person was venting to place himself on this mountain where only he could live. It took David two hours before he finally reached the gate of that place. When he looked around, he didn’t even see a single soul there, but when he walked through the gate, ten black men appeared there. David sighed; damn, that person was still the same as before. He rolled his shirt sleeves and took his position. Ten of them had already attacked him together without sho

said David in a high tone of voice making his troops flinch. "Why did that stupid old man choose to kill his own child and take his own life? Was he crazy to do all that for Andrei?" David hit the big wall beside him causing quite a lot of cracks. The cracking sound was also very loud and could be felt by the troops who were still kneeling.

Darryl’s smile fades as he looked at his brown eyes, remembering the first time he really looked into them. “What’s wrong?” Goldie asks as he shows Darryl the book. “You really want that?” He asked again, taking the book from his hands, “You could’ve chosen Harry Potter or something.” “Yes, I want this,” Goldie replies shortly. Darryl looks at the book cover and looks back at Goldie. “I guess it suits you.” After paying for their items, the two males exit the bookstore. Darryl looks at his phone’s clock and realized that it was almost time for lunch. He turns to Goldie and asks,