Dungeon Crawler Carl Audiobook Novels & Stories

Carl hissed, raising his head again to Dylan, who looked amused and unphased by his threats. Slowly moving around Carl, he started laughing. “ I am Dylan Gray, Carl! You infuriated me, that was foolish...” He stopped at the back of his chair and tapped his shoulder. “ And thinking that I was going to let you off so easily was dumb! ” Laughing out loud, he pushed himself back and started walking outside the dungeon. “ Break his arms and leg leaving him handicapped! ” Ordering his man, he stepped outside, as Harry followed him. Screams of agony were errupting from the dungeon, as the sickening sound of bones breaking, could be heard.

“You’re awfully quiet.” “I’m listening, Carl!” I growled, frustrated by his questions. Carl arched his brows. “That’s unusual.” I finally looked at him. “You’re also unusually chatty today.”.” Carl grinned. “And yet you still keep me around. I must have won a lottery in my past life.” I didn’t answer. Instead, I picked up my stick and headed toward the locker room exit. Behind me, the conversation about the Canadian prodigies continued. “…so the rich one is Lambert, right?”

" The voice of Axel Payne—Carl's close friend—echoed through the cracks in the wall. I froze mid-step, caught off guard for a second. As the most powerful Alpha in the Eastlands, Carl ruled over an empire of businesses. To keep his dealings private, his castle was riddled with hidden chambers. Moments later, the sound of something shattering echoed through the air again. Axel continued, "What do you mean you only ever loved Fiona? Maybe Daisy was just some Rogue you dragged in from the Borderlands, but she's spent years being a decoy, and she's never let you down!

So, she wanted to know what he wanted from Reverie. “If I could tell. Maybe you will know in the future when I hold it in my arms,” said Carl vaguely. He didn’t want to share, especially not with this bloodsucker. Jennifer rolled her eyes inwardly. Who cares? He had no idea about Gabriel. He was just a young prince who daydreamed a lot. As long as he didn't want Gabriel's possession, he would be good. “How long it will take to reach Calhara?” Carl asked with a reason as he didn’t want Gabriel and Elsa to be alone in the carriage. He burned every time he thought of Elsa with the bloodsucker who coiled his tail around her neck.

I thought about Liora. I pushed the thought away before it could grow and went back inside to start the day. Carl woke up in a good mood, which was usual for him. He seemed to wake up easily, moving from sleep to being awake without any effort, as if each new day was just a pleasant continuation. We ate and talked about our plan to go east in a few days. He told me about a specific bird he'd heard the night before, one that was apparently rare in this part of the country. I listened, asked questions, and let the conversation flow. For a while, I forgot about the men in the forest.

EPISODE SIXTY FIVE THEME: Mixed breeds MOON STONE FORTRESS AT THE PACK HOUSE: ALPHA CARL CHAMBERS Julius returned with the Werewolf Custodian Book but he looked a bit unsettled. Carl looked towards him wondering what got him in the sour mood yet again. "You got the book, why are you still staring like that?" Carl inquired. Looking around the room, Julius noticed it was just the two of them this time. "Where is the Luna?"

I hate people who play with my feelings and make me look stupid. That single snitchy life won't even compare to all the important people I have lost through the so-called master. Let me just hope river is that smart. "Soon angel, very soon" carl whispers bringing my mind from the dark place it's traveling to. "He is in the dungeon boss," one of carl's boys says and my heart skips in delight. Does he mean River is in the dungeon? "Babe?" I remove my hand from his hold and instantly halt in my steps.