Deathly Hallows Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Prince Milton, Princess Lydia, are you certain you wish to perform the Bond-breaking Ritual?” Elder Amelia’s voice echoed in the catacombs. “This decision is irreversible.” I stood before the ancient stone altar and nodded calmly. “I’m certain.” Beside me, Milton’s expression was a storm of conflict. On the way here, he had suddenly grabbed my arm. “Lydia, do we really have to do this?” Panic colored his voice. “Maybe we can rethink…”

Because sometimes, the truth didn’t just reveal itself—it shattered you first. And this time, he wouldn’t let her look away. “Let me enlighten you on what could have happened.” He heaved a sigh—heavy, yet sharp. The air around her seemed to freeze at the condescension in his tone. “They would have taken their time… carving his organs out,” he drawled. “Slowly. Patiently. Ensuring—” he paused, “—before auctioning them at elevated prices… eventually selling them to the highest bidders.”

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

"Wasn't she still alive and kicking two days ago? How could she die all of a sudden?" "The witch in the pack has examined the blood Ava spat out. It was laced with wolfsbane. She was poisoned to death," Alice said coldly. Then, she shoved her phone under Lucas' nose. "The surveillance cameras caught members of the rogue pack going in and out of your house. "It doesn't seem like they were here for the first time. Lucas, you're an Alpha. Why would you have rogue werewolves lurking near your house?" Lucas was in disbelief. "That's impossible! Ava never told me! If she'd told me, I would definitely have sent someone to protect them…"

He took the phone from me and grinned. "Josephine, hi, it's the Angel of Death and we are adopting Nowell and Jackson and dont give a flying fuck what you or octopus man have to say about it. So why don't you hang up and go back to spreading your legs and create some new kids for yourself," Rai growled fiercely and I could hear Josephine screaming back at him from my seat. I was rubbing my eyes when Hoka walked up, grabbed the phone from Rai and told us to cover our ears. We did as he asked and watched him closely speak calmly into the cell phone. When he handed me it back I uncovered my ears and said hello.

"Do you guys have a death wish or something? Hunting a prince of hell? Even if we were able to find the son of a b*tch, even if we were able corner him, how are going to trap him?" -End of Flashback- It was the day that marked the death of the people he considered as family. They hunted the Prince of hell, and they found him. He was so convinced that the binding sigil they have was enough to bind him until they complete the excorcism rites. But, they were wrong. They were completely, insanely, and absolutely wrong. They haven't hit the half of the excorcism rites when th prince of hell broke loose. "Uncle Barry, we're asking you a question. What is this room? Why was this hidden?" Ethan's vo

AUTHOR POV Anthony, Damien’s father, was engrossed in his study room, surrounded by shelves filled with books and artefacts. The room exuded an air of mystery and knowledge. As he delved into his work, his phone suddenly vibrated, interrupting the silence. Curiosity piqued, he glanced at the caller ID and swiftly picked up the phone. "Hazel, is there a problem?" he inquired, his voice laced with concern. Hazel, a witch known for her extraordinary abilities to predict the future and see things beyond the ordinary, was on the other end of the line.

Hey guys, I apologise for the delays with the edits for this book. I appreciate everyone that has stuck by me and my characters as I traverse the difficulties of juggling life and the love of writing for you all. Chapter 70-Alpha Ceremony is now the official ending of Book 1, A Deadly Obsession, and I hope you can all be patient with me a little longer as I get through the changes for the beginning of book 2, Blood-Moon Rising.

His shield screamed with kinetic feedback as forty-seven additional pounds of gravitational density slammed into his frame in a single, crushing instant. "It is here," Haley whispered. The baby Utterance in her hands went silent for the first time since its birth. Not because it was afraid. Because it was listening. The floor of the egg chamber did not break. It clarified. The crystallized time lattice between the chamber and the entity below became perfectly transparent, as if someone had cleaned a window that had been dirty for sixty-five million years. And through that window, Jack saw the First Auditor. It was not what he expected.

He laughs and drapes it back over both of us. "I didn't ask them," Killian says. "I asked you." He always sees through me. I drop my head back against the couch and think for a moment. "Harry Potter," I say. "Nobody hates Harry Potter." He doesn't argue. The opening music fills the room and I settle in. Logan and Austin murmur to each other occasionally throughout, but it's low enough not to bother me. When the credits roll, Drew makes a show of snoring loudly and dramatically.