God Of Wrath Audiobook Novels & Stories

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

And once again, Audra hit his head. “She’s the Goddess of the Wind, you dummy,” Audra answers before she turns her gaze back to Xavier. “What did she tell you?” She asks. “Gone will still be gone, until the righteous and the blasphemed fetter in their time, for only the tranquility could bring back the harmony to the realm.” He utters. And for an unknown reason, I felt nauseated as my vision is getting dimmer. ‘No! Not now!’ I repeatedly said in my thoughts as I try my best to resist this unknown force. But it has been no use when I felt a pang of pain in my head as everything turns dark.

​The white light of the Auditor’s staircase didn't just illuminate Kael; it began to strip him. ​As Kael Davis lunged forward, the beige cardigan and the weary, aged skin of the "Failed Father" dissolved. Beneath the veneer of the broken man was the raw, jagged skeleton of the original "God of War" script. He was a terrifying sight—a flickering silhouette of scars and silver-threaded muscle, his eyes burning with the fire of a thousand deleted battlefields.

Thump! Dan collapsed under pressure and fell to his knees. He prostrated in fear as he said, “God of War! I was wrong! I shouldn’t have disrespected you! I should be punished!” He kowtowed repeatedly. The God of War’s authority was unchallenged and it could kill Dan like a dog. Dan knew he might die on the spot. If the God of War was merciless, the disrespect alone was enough for him to wipe out Dan’s entire family.

He was something else. A god of wrath. A nightmare made flesh. An abomination that shouldn’t be—but was. A smirk curled across his lips, fangs flashing like blades. "I'm going to kill you all," he whispered, and the words didn't need to be screamed—they were law. "One by one. I’ll crush your bones. Grind you into dust. And when you scream, I’ll feed your fear to the stars." He roared. It was not a sound—it was an earthquake, a banshee’s cry, a war horn of death that shattered glass, ruptured stone, and sent those outside running without even knowing why.

" The thunderous roar drained the color from the faces of Velda and every Mercer Group employee present. She tried to step forward and explain, but I raised my hand and cut her off. "Save it. You lost the right to speak to us the moment you let Jude dig up my parents' graves." Gunthar walked up to me and swept the red cloth off the plaque, revealing the bold, gliding words dancing across the wood. "Sword of the nation, guardian of the people." "Company, attention! Render salute to the First-Class Meritorious Hero of Talon Unit, Callan Wright!"

“Let me go!” Its hand touched my chest. Cold fire seared through me. I saw flashes — blood on stone, a circle of wolves howling under a dead sun, dragons falling through flame. Then, through it all, a face ,Krav’s face broken and furious, eyes burning black instead of blue. “Your bond,” the god whispered. “Your sin. Your salvation.” The pain hit so hard I fell. The world splintered. I came back gasping, clutching the sheet. My whole body trembled. Sweat rolled down my temple. My throat ached like I’d been screaming.

Not a prize to be displayed. I was priceless. Because a god cannot be bought. A god cannot be caged. And yet… here I was. Iron pressing against my back, steel biting into my wrists, tape choking the words out of my throat. I, a god, reduced to merchandise, stripped down to a body they could sell. And tonight, they would sell me anyway. The crowd roared louder, voices colliding like storms, but I no longer listened to their words. My ears caught only the sound of my own rage, steady, unrelenting. For every bid they shouted, my fury rose higher.

He had feared this moment, feared the consequences of Erin’s awakening, but nothing could have prepared him for what he was witnessing now. "Erin!" he shouted, his voice raw with desperation. She didn’t respond. Her gaze was fixed, her body trembling as the power surged through her, pushing her to the brink of something vast, something primordial. The earth rumbled beneath their feet as if the very mountains were alive, reacting to the awakening of the Wolf God. The air was thick with tension, and Raynor could feel it in his bones—something was coming, something dark, and it wasn’t just the Wolf God. He could hear it now, faint at first, but growing louder with each passing second.

Tyson didn't need Jason to finish his sentence because he knew what he wanted to say so he nodded his head then went off the carriage. Five minutes after he was on the ground a burst of crowd sounded ,they were a lot everyone was talking and it was noisy and Tyson was very irritated but he tried to listen to what they were saying "Oh Moon Goddness they are here ,the smoke pack are here they are ranked 10th" "Look look alpha king John is here ,I heard his daughter is a golden wolf" "aaahh male God ,bless him here is the Palade pack look there is their alpha king"