Disquiet Gods Audiobook Novels & Stories

Everything in the room screamed perfection, yet Damien's unconscious body lying motionless on the bed made the entire place feel unsettling. I sat at the far end of the room and watched silently. The young woman stood there, completely oblivious to what was happening around her. Quinton picked up the ancient book he had been carrying and flipped through several pages before stopping at one. He held the girl's hand and placed the book carefully on the bed beside Damien. Then he raised his free hand. Almost immediately, he began chanting words I couldn't understand. His voice started low and calm, but with every passing second it grew deeper. It became darker. Older. Stranger. It no longer sou

The ones who once stood beside me before my fall. They encircle me, a ring of light and judgment. One of them, her voice cold as winter, speaks first. “You’ve corrupted the flame of creation.” Another snarls, “You’ve merged the pure with the profane.” And from above, a third whispers, “You’ve allowed love to dwell in darkness.” At that, I almost smile. “Then I have done what none of you dared,” I say quietly. “I have proven that even a god can change.”

The next morning, I went to the hospital. After paying for the surgery, I waited for my abortion. I saw Jake supporting Winnie as they came out of the ultrasound scan room. Once they sat down to check the ultrasound scan, Winnie pointed at the report to say something while Jake listened to her seriously. Occasionally, he would record something on his phone. When I saw this, I instinctively touched my belly, and my eyes stung. I did not want to make myself unhappy seeing them, so I prepared to leave, but Jake looked up and saw me.

a land that was not supposed to be stepped by the none holy beings, the stones voluntarily gave way for these gods,as they walked in with no single fear in their heart, there was a smoke at the middle of that cave, it concentrated on a grave, the grave was White in color and was plain like Cristal, is shown lights of many beauties, Luku and the Warlock sat on it, discussing when the other gods came to them, they looked up and smiled, they were so relaxed and calm, like nothing was going on, what had happened to them, nobody knew, Atinuke felt something strange about such a peaceful hurry less sitting, but Odo just went to them and as soon as she entered the smoke, she joined in the conversa

To truly end the Audit, I had to Decentralize the Noise. I didn't use the Marrow-Seed to "Relay" the power. I Crushed the Seed into a billion microscopic fragments and I released them into the "Static." "I AM NOT YOUR SOURCE!" I roared, my voice shattering the remaining glass of the Senate. "I AM NOT YOUR GODDESS!"

Elaine took a refreshing bath and slipped into clean pajamas, but her respite was short-lived. Stephen's arms ensnared her once more, his kisses reigniting with an intense heat. It was a long while before their fervor subsided. Feeling drained and sticky with sweat, Elaine was too weary and drowsy to consider another shower. She sat in a daze, her feet still not touching the floor. Suddenly, someone caught her wrist. A deep, chilling voice cut through the silence. "Where do you think you're going?"

his voice deepened, "hatred is like death: it does not sleep. It does not forget." He walked to the table and refilled his goblet. Raising it, he muttered as if to the air: "The world will soon see — the God of Tziyonia is no different from the broken and stone gods of Nyvarra, or the dead ones of Midras." Just then, a great thunder rolled across the sky. It did not crash with fury, but it groaned like a warning, like ancient stones grinding under the feet of giants. The windows trembled. The candle flickered.

"What was that sound?" Clara enquired, her voice barely above a whisper. Lucian tilted his head toward the entrance, his face inscrutable. "It's nothing to concern yourself with," he murmured, yet his eyes sparked with something Clara couldn't quite place. "Don't lie to me," she yelled out, taking a step forward. "You heard it too. Something's coming." Lucian's jaw tensed as he stepped near the wide window staring into the dark woodland. The mild rumbling got stronger echoing through the walls.

The Godgrave trembled with each blow, walls fracturing, dust raining down like ash. Then— A deep, low hum vibrated beneath their feet. Kael froze. Lyris froze. The entire cavern began to pulse with violet and silver light, the sigils on the walls waking as if stirred by something titanic beneath them. The hum grew louder. Stronger. The air thickened until Kael felt like he was drowning in it. And then— A sound echoed through the Godgrave. A heartbeat. But not Aria’s. Not Kael’s. Not anything mortal.

They surrounded me from different angles, their eyes gleaming with hunger and malice. I ran with everything I had, praying I could outrun their attack. Suddenly, a sharp ache tugged at my lower belly, and fear spiked in my chest, but there was no way I could stop now. Behind me came a chorus of growls. A rush of hot, foul air hit my back, followed by sharp pain. Claws raked across my flesh, tearing a burning line down my spine. I hit the ground, rolling twice, just barely managing to shake the wolf off me. However, when I looked up, I froze. The exit was blocked. Both front and back were sealed with countless glowing green eyes staring at me in the dark like fireflies.