Devourer Of Men Audiobook Novels & Stories

SEVEN I had my first nightmare that night, of me kneeling at the feet of the good Reverend Alistair McIlvian in that clearing while he reached to the heavens and prayed in a booming voice . . . . BOW DOWN BEFORE HIM, YE FALLEN ONES, SEEK SUPPLICATION AT THE DREAD FEET OF HE WHOSE CEASELESS ROARING ALWAYS AND FOREVER FILLS THE VOID BEYOND THE GATE, FILLS THE TIMELESS SKIES! HIS MIGHT TEARETH THE FOREST AND CRUSHETH THE CITIES, hear THEN HIS VOICE IN THE DARKNESS, ANSWER HIS CALL WITH THINE WHOLE HEART, OPEN YE HEARTS TO BE MADE OVER INTO HIS IMAGE, THE YELLOW KING OF YELLOW SKIES . . .

The energy expanded outward like a star. The chains blazed. The runes across the chamber ignited in cascading waves. The Devourer’s crimson eye widened. Hunger flared inside it. “YES.” Its massive body lunged downward into the chamber. Stone shattered as its claws gripped the platform edges. Its enormous head dropped closer. Its voice filled Lyra’s mind. “YOUR BOND WILL FEED ME.” Kael leaned closer. “Now we find out if the plan works.” The Devourer struck.

Kairos, his brow furrowed in concentration, sensed a swirling vortex of curiosity emanating from the direction of the singularity. With a deep breath, he initiated the transmission. The ship's systems pulsed with energy as the vast library of knowledge was channeled into the Abyss, a beacon of understanding aimed at the insatiable hunger. The silence stretched on, agonizingly long. Then, a shift. The whispers returned, but this time, they were different. A sense of awe, of wonder, permeated the once-tormented echoes. In Kairos's mind, he saw the Devourer, not as a monstrous entity, but as a vast, formless consciousness, its hunger momentarily satiated by the influx of new information.

“And this time… you won’t be saved.” Behind me, the Devourer slithered into the fog. He was eager, patient, and hungry. The war had begun.

"The astral would devoured its way, paving me a path to follow; and at the far end, I am certain to find you. Random belief, it's not—it's not but a conviction!" ——— Each passing of the century, there is an astronomical occurrence which had been called 'the Devouring of Astral'; So far, it is the greatest astronomical event ever known in the entire galaxy. Often, they regard of it as 'both a marvelous and a terrifying event'. The whole force of the universe would descend on the globe, bringing end to its continents, which does not exclude the 'empyrean continent' completely.

“Your mouth feels so good… don’t stop…” He devoured me. His tongue plunged inside my tight hole, fucking me in deep strokes while his nose rubbed my clit. Then he sucked my clit hard, humming, the vibrations shooting through me. Two thick fingers joined his tongue, curling against my G-spot as he ate me like a starving man. The wet, slurping sounds were filthy and loud. My juices coated his chin and dripped onto the sheets. I was losing control fast. My thighs shook violently around his head. Pressure built unbearably in my core.

“I am here. And I still want you. So fucking badly. If we survive this, I am going to pin you down and fuck you until you cannot remember your own name.” His words sent a rush of heat through me despite the pain. I rubbed against him, needing that connection. “I want that. I want you deep inside me again. Hard. Rough. Claiming me like only you can.” The pup’s voice was barely a whisper. “Mama… Dad… it hurts… but I can still feel you both.” Damien nuzzled me one more time. “Hold on, little one. Your dad is not done fighting yet.” The Devourer lowered its head deeper into the pit. Its jaws opened wide, purple light growing stronger. The pulling force on my belly became so intense I cried out a

He wasn't supposed to look human. Yet here he was. Broken. Wounded. Exhausted. Then Lily rushed forward. Then: "Sit down before you die." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Aurelius laughed. Then immediately coughed more blood. Then: "I've had worse days." Nobody believed that. Then Valen stepped forward. His expression serious. Then: "You fought the First One." Aurelius nodded. Then: "And the Devourer." Silence. Then: "The Devourer is dead."

Kendrick's smile got darker, "I don't suppose that book warned about what happens to foolish little men like you who trespass my domain?" The human seemed to wilt. "Didn't it warn you that if you trespass my domain you'll never be seen again?" he prompted coyly. "Yes..." Kendrick's eyes hardened with a predatory edge, "That's a fact." His lips pulled back from his teeth as his huge mouth opened with a menacing rasp. The man stiffened and recoiled with horror as he was brought closer to his gaping maw ready to devour him. "WAIT! PLEASE WAIT! I have something you may want!" the man shouted loudly, bracing his feet against the wall of teeth.

The baby stirred, a calm, steady pulse. Aunt Dee watched quietly from a distance, understanding settling into her expression. The ancestors’ voices echoed one last time through the realm: “The devil’s greatest act of defiance is not destruction— It is devotion.” Far away, the hunters drew closer. But for the first time since the prophecy began, Malik knew exactly where he stood. And he would not move.