Ice Planet Barbarians Audiobook Novels & Stories

he echoed, hand lingering near hers, a tether against the chaos outside. The arena emptied, the lights dimmed, and the quiet hum of the city seeped through the walls. Outside, the storm had passed, leaving the streets glistening, reflective, mirroring the tumultuous path they had just navigated. Inside, Sheila and Atticus shared a silent acknowledgment—a moment of fragile victory, temporary but hard-earned, a testament to their resilience, their trust, and the bond forged in the fires of calculated chaos.

Alarick liked to give those Southerners to one of his men, warriors tended to like those pretty Gythaeans, and it was amusing to see them trying to escape the clutches of a Maudian. Some of them ended up liking it, but usually it scared them so bad they either broke or ran away to spread nasty rumors about Maud. Good. He didn’t like to look soft. He called the small party of soldiers he’d chose to patrol with him, and headed back to the fortress. His fortress. His castle and his frontiers. His territory. His grandfather was the first barbarian to challenge the old tribe and create an actual empire. Some followed willingly but it took them years to convince the rest of the old tribe to join t

Is it dark everywhere she goes? Mardichi was right about one thing. She’s terrifying. “The barbarian has done me no wrong. He walks these halls like a nuisance puppy. Bothering the men and making them laugh when they’re miserable. Giving them company when they didn’t know they wanted any. He has a way of being a solid boulder when one needs something to lean on.” Despite all her short notes and hard tone the hint of something that might’ve been fondness entered her voice.

“Why would they want to deter someone from seeking their services?” “Asalo.” I drew the light back, holding it in a ball on my fingertips. “We’re not deterred. In the last year, I’ve raised an army of skeletons to fight off barbarian hordes, fought alongside werewolves, been swallowed by a giant insect, and burnt by the venom of a mother arachnid. This is nothing.” “Barbarian hordes, eh?” he raised his eyebrows. “I’m disappointed I missed it.” We began moving forwards again. “You should leave this continent occasionally.”

Trosdig screams. I could see them through the rain. It was a horde of them, hundreds or maybe even thousands of roughly dressed barbarians, chasing the Captain’s Cohort and a toga wearing man who was probably Duke Gravlin. But for the Barbarians, what was truly unsettling was that they were all chanting the word “Truth.” We draw our guns and steady them on our shields while the ones behind us place their shields on top of their heads as protection from missiles. The Gunners begin firing, startling me a bit. Shades of red are seen through the rain as blood begins spraying out of the bodies of the downed barbarians. I begin to breathe heavily, trying my best to focus. In the back I could hear

The ground sprouts grasses—the same grasses in his world, the shade of the super moon turns to light, and the air suddenly feels cold— "Aaah!" I hold my baby bump tight, the belt is already disjointed, and my back is getting even stiffer. "Wait! Wait, I need a moment of silence!" I screamed in the middle of silence. However, Haiban folds his sleeves up and exposes the book tattoos on his arms, then manifests another 4 spellbooks with both hands. "I told you, my child, you're delivering the worst to yourself," he said. The terrifying rumbling sounded from afar, then all of our jaws dropped when we saw the earth folds like a scroll! The houses, roads, and even the lakes are rolling and squashi