Doc Savage Audiobook Novels & Stories

Savannah laughed loudly… "Daniel Black, Neha Wade, Lucas Walker…. I, Savannah George, will destroy you even if I need to die for that.

Savanna was still explaining herself. But Dizzy Sax coughed and get up from his sit "Sorry I need to go now" Dizzy said as he stands up and saunters close to the forest. While Savanna was watching him as he turns into a werewolf and jump into the forest. ★★★ Birdie was still under the rock breathing heavily when she saw the footstep of the beast on her left side. Although the beast was all staring around and she feels like he didn't notice that she was there.

Harry then explained in a serious tone, “A few hundred years ago, a Cherny sword was stolen and ended up with a collector in Safford. Recently, the Cherny family had managed to contact the collector’s association, but they didn’t want to give it back, even when we offered a very high price. However, they changed their minds and they’d bring this sword back to Burlington. They’re attending the Collector’s Expo happening tomorrow. If you can help the Cherny family get back this sword, Mr. Cherny will be willing to give you the red wolf’s bone.”

he yelled, his voice cutting through the clamour. Adam's wolf—Savage—was a blur of motion, cutting through opponents like they were nothing. His jaws snapped, claws raked, and foes fell before him. He lived up to his name, a whirlwind of destruction. For a moment, I considered that Savage might just be wolf enough to take on Havoc if it ever came to that—a thought both unsettling and oddly reassuring. "You're wasting your time," Sebastian shouted from across the chamber, a smug expression creeping back onto his face. "Even if you get past us, you'll never reach her in time!"

"You are lying, Uncle." Clarixto couldn't believe his ears as he grinned. "Me? Rodrigo. We just talked yesterday! You came to my office. Don't you remember?" "Jane will never love you." Rodrigo froze again upon hearing a voice in his mind. He quickly shook his head and pressed his head as a sharp pain shot through it. He screamed in pain as memories of the previous night flooded back. He dropped to his knees, holding his head tightly. Gradually, the pain intensified, and he heard a piercing sound. Everything around him seemed to slow down. He could hear his companions speaking, but he couldn't understand them.

His pack followed silently, trusting every instinct sharpened by the connection pulsing through them. He spotted Selene’s lieutenant leading a new wave of attackers, civilians caught between their lines. The bond surged in his chest like fire, warning, guiding, demanding restraint. “No unnecessary casualties,” he whispered. His claws and strikes moved faster than thought, a dance of destruction tempered by instinct. The lieutenant fell, and the remaining agents scattered, but the cost was clear. Buildings were damaged, pack members injured, and Luca himself bore new cuts and bruises. He felt the bond’s pulse tighten—a reminder that every choice carried consequence.

,Silas and Nick growl loud. "You will never have our mates!!"is yelled as they clash, and I watch all three exchange blows. The man getting the bomb comes back and tries to help. "Where is my bomb?",the fucker grits out. "Everything was destroyed, and I barely got back here. We gotta retreat man Savage is killing everyone. We can recruit more men, but we gotta run now!"Nick kicks him in the gut, dropping him.

Author's Pov Earlier that day. Daniel Quinn sat at the head of the long dining table, scrolling through his phone with irritation. He was dialing a number repeatedly, but it seemed the person had blocked him. "Don't stress too much. She’ll crawl back once she’s hungry enough," Vanessa said, sipping her coffee without looking up from her phone. This wasn’t the first time Elara had disappeared, and as far as she was concerned, it wouldn’t be the last. A part of her was even happy that the pest had finally left.

My mouth opened and closed as I tried to force words out. None are forthcoming, and I was sure I only succeeded at looking like an idiot. The one who asked who I was reached forward – probably to grab the container, but did I mention the bloodthirsty pack of wolves? I let out a yelp and backpedaled only to come up against another body. That stupid squeak came out again as I tried to move forward, but hands gripped my shoulders, halting my movements. I was two seconds away from tossing the containers and hoping to cause a feeding frenzy – because they’re wolves – when I heard his voice right next to my ear.

And if he was right and that was precisely where he was heading, both Samuel Marshall and Rhyers would soon be discover what Samuel was and if he was capable of fighting it. Unlikely. He’ll instinctively be driven to kill Rhyers. Well, he’s healed enough to defend himself. Savage shrugged and stepped from the man’s path. Not my problem. But Savage caught another smell. A more potent stink of rot intermingled with the sweaty smell of all the animals that had come to the river for drink. He heard a rough growl and knew what he was dealing with. Targue. “Come to daddy, pups.” A slow smile curved his lips.