Hunt For Red October Audiobook Novels & Stories

Once I hear voices talking I walk out of the kitchen, running my fingers through my knotted crimson hair as I do, my apprehension of what will happen once again grating at my insides. I walk into the hall and stop dead, two very distinctive smells drifting towards me as the voices draw closer, one that of citrus fruit and the other an old cologne that has clung with the mixture of wood and sand. I follow the scents whole listening to the voices, knowing that the smells weren’t coming from my mates. But they were just as enticing. “Where is she?” One said, a sharp edge to his tone. “I hope you are telling the truth.” “I never expected to meet the Red wolf on my lifetime.” Said another, his vo

She doesn't hear a pulse, but she hears the distant, rhythmic trickling of a spring. She moves toward it, her boots crunching on dry leaves. Every snap of a twig sounds like a gunshot in the silence. Snap. Juniper freezes. That wasn't her. That sound came from the thicket to her left. She slowly turns her flashlight. The beam hits a pair of eyes. They aren't amber like Alaric’s or blue like Torin’s. They are a dull, blood-red, rimmed with the yellow crust of madness. A rogue.

After all, Harriet has been doing everything to make sure that stupid son of hers takes over the Massimo family. “Do I need to?” I shrug nonchalantly. I thought that with Hunter Gambino dead those two would know how to behave, it seems like I underestimated their greed of power. “So what do you plan to do with this information?” Red asks and I smirk. “The question should be what do you plan to do with this information, not me. I helped you deal with Hunter Gambino. It is your time to play your cards right.” She cocks her brows at my words.

, he was holding a Zastava P25 pistol with the muzzle directly pointed at the victim, “I am going to borrow your car for a while if that’s not a problem.” “Sure”, the sight of the muzzle alone had already instilled immense fear in him. For a moment he thought he was going to die. He quickly got out with Pinto taking the driver’s seat quicky and speeding off towards Peninnah. While driving, he dialled some number and the previous voice came in. “asset 17, what is your status? “Negative, I need you track a black Audi that is probably at thigh speed within a twenty mile radius from my location.”

I wasn't supposed to be at her family's pack bonfire, it all happened by chance, I was out on a job, that job included another pack, who are friends with some guy named Liam, whoever this Liam is, I own him my life, finding my mate and falling in love with her all cause of him. I went there just to spend some time, before going back home, and I smelled her, I'm a hunter at heart, or that's what I've been told before, I have the heart of a hunter, it's a game, it's instinct, it's every cell in me screaming wanting to follow my pray. I did that, I followed him, even in my human form, I'm a really good hunter, I followed her through the night, I saw her getting in her flashy orange car, not so

He had been working in the shadows waiting for the right time to strike. “Damnit!" I hit my desk causing everything to shake on the desk. These were files that would be strong to build a case against him if my family's part was cleared, but how Emma got to this was something I needed to know, so I made my way upstairs. “Luis, the doctor is busy," Annie said, but I needed answers. “I need to talk to her," I said but Annie insisted we should leave the doctor to do his job. I could tell my sister was going to take me along so I asked Emma where she found the drive when she mentioned Enrico's name.

So, she decided to approach this investigation subtly. First, Rachel revisited her messages with Seraphina and Amanda, scrolling through their past conversations. She opened her chat with Seraphina, skimming for anything that felt off. As she read through the texts, she noted Amanda’s comments that seemed oddly defensive or dismissive—especially when Seraphina expressed concern or excitement about the future. Rachel jotted down the most alarming exchanges, her heart racing with each discovery.

I asked. “Of course, anything,” he responded almost immediately. “There's a microchip case in the pocket of my jacket. I need you to track the serial number and tell me the location,” I rasped as it suddenly became hard to breathe. “My mother had said you shouldn't exhaust yourself. And honestly, I want in on the fun. I'll be back by morning with answers,” he grinned. Suddenly a loud explosion echoed at the entrance of the archive. A large Lycan with blazing red eyes broke through the walls.

You of all people should know how deep our feelings run. "Yes, I love her. And yes, I can't forget her. I marked you just to satisfy your wish—what more do you want?" At that moment, his words felt like a knife plunging into my heart. It was true—no one knew how much Enzo loved Charlotte better than I did. Enzo was the Alpha heir of the Redmoon Pack. He had been admired since childhood and possessed extraordinary strength and leadership skills. After becoming Alpha, he doubled the size of the pack.

Kai hissed. He shoved me back, his arm a bar of iron across my chest. We froze. At the far end of the corridor, where the shadows pooled thickest, a drone drifted into view. It wasn’t one of the friendly campus delivery bots. This was a Hunter model, sleek, black chrome, shaped like a teardrop, with a single, glowing red eye scanning the floor. It hovered, the hum of its anti-grav engine vibrating in my teeth. It turned. The red eye swept toward us.