Iron Druid Audiobook Novels & Stories

Katelyn Grey, an 18-year-old girl with a feisty spirit and an iron will, finds herself caught up in a destiny she never desired. After being thrown out of her Colorado home, where she lived under her sister’s shadow and was a constant source of disappointment and irritation for her parents, she ends up in Oregon at the River Gorge Pack. This was supposed to be a new start for her, a chance to spread her wings and be herself without constantly feeling like a failure to her family, but life has other plans in store for her. She arrives just in time for the Annual Mating Celebration, but Katelyn refuses to attend, viewing the practice as outdated and a violation of one's freewill. Fate has other plans in store for her though. While nursing a broken heart, she unintentionally meets her mate, Tyler, causing Katelyn to question her preconceived notions and wonder whether she was the one who had been naive. Tyler Valentine is the future Alpha of the River Gorge Pack, which would make Katelyn the future Luna, a title she isn't eager to accept. But as if that wasn't enough, fate has a cruel twist in store for Katelyn, and she discovers that she is also mated to Tyler's twin brother, Ryder. Ryder is the chaos that cuts through the calm. While Tyler is thoughtful and composed, Ryder is reckless and impulsive, leaving Katelyn to navigate the complexities of these two very different men. While trying to come to terms with this new reality, Katelyn discovers her own hidden strengths, but this only adds another layer of complication to an already complicated situation. Then, just as she feels like she's starting to get some kind of control of her life once more, her past comes calling.

She has died for him once already, she just doesn't know it yet. Hyacinth Vaelthorn never wanted a crown, a contract, or a werewolf king who looks at her like she is the most irritating thing he has ever encountered. But when her sister flees the night before the wedding, Hyacinth is pushed forward in her place, sold by her own father, bound to a man who despises everything she is, in a kingdom that would sooner see her dead than seated on its throne. Kael Ashveil has ruled the North with an iron will and a colder heart since he was nineteen. He does not want a wife. He does not want a human. He especially does not want this human; sharp-tongued, defiant, and completely unmoved by the things that make every other living creature in his kingdom step carefully around him. The contract is simple. There should be no affection, no interference, no love. She gives him an heir, the curse breaks, and they part ways. The contract said no love. No one told their souls. Except nothing about Hyacinth is simple, and the visions that have been haunting her since the moment his hand closed around hers are beginning to tell a story she is not sure she is ready to hear, a story of another lifetime, another war, and a choice she made once that cost her everything. She died protecting him, and he never knew. And now she is back, falling into the same orbit, watching the same walls go up around the same man, and wondering if this time, she will be brave enough to make him catch her before she falls. Some curses are not punishments. Some are just doors left open, waiting for you to finally walk through.

"Why did you not die instead of her?" Those were the last cruel words the Supreme Alpha, Dean Blackwolf, threw at me before stripping away my name, my pride, and my freedom. Wrongly accused of orchestrating the brutal demise of his chosen mate, I was cast out of the Moonfang Pack and condemned to three agonizing years inside the torturous Ironfang Prison Keep. Now, the heavy iron gates have finally opened. I am no longer the proud noble lady of the First Moon Alpha Lineage. Torn, scarred, and completely broken, I hide my shattered body under oversized clothes and scratch out a living scrubbing floors as a lowly cleaner inside the dangerous Bloodmoon Gathering Hall. I want no more pack wars. I want no more pain. My only dream is to save enough pack resources to escape to the distant rogue lands and disappear forever. But destiny has a cruel pack law. When a chance encounter with the dangerous playboys of the Alpha Council drags me back into the spotlight, my scent triggers a shockwave across the territory. The ancient bloodline secrets cannot stay buried in the mud. Dean Blackwolf is back, more cold and powerful than ever, holding the Blackwolf Throne with a ruthless grip. He thinks he can punish me forever. He thinks he can break my unyielding spirit. But as the sacred lunar bond begins to pull us together, a dark truth about the broken moon trial starts to emerge from the shadows. Will the Supreme Alpha destroy me completely, or will he realize too late that the banished wolf he tortured is his true future Luna?

In her first life, he took everything from her. Now, in this life, she demands her revenge. Evelyn King was the perfect pawn in high society, a demure, devoted fiancée to billionaire heir Julian Vance, blissfully unaware of the corruption lurking behind his charming smile. But everything changes after a deadly, rigged car crash and the agonizing discovery of Julian’s affair with her childhood best friend, Chloe. Evelyn sees the brutal truth: her marriage was a setup, her wealth a target, and her death orchestrated for profit. Instead of fading into oblivion, she wakes up ten years in the past, on the morning of the Vance Summer Gala, the night Julian plans to announce their engagement and trap her forever. Refusing to play the pawn, Evelyn makes a bold, deadly choice. She leaves behind the boy dressed in pretenses and walks straight to Arthur Vance Julian's estranged and ruthless father, a formidable financial titan ruling high society with an iron fist. Armed with secrets from her previous life, including a dark ledger revealing that Julian isn't even Arthur’s biological son, Evelyn proposes a scandalous marriage of convenience. By uniting her family's voting power with Arthur's, they aim to strip Julian of his inheritance before he even realizes the war has begun. The society is appalled. Julian’s fury spirals into madness, a psychotic rage convinced Evelyn is a greedy viper who stole his birthright. Yet, what Julian and the media fail to see is that Evelyn’s alliance with Arthur is more than a scheme for money; she’s stepping into a den of wolves. As they delve into a decades-old family conspiracy, the icy contract between them begins to ignite with a dangerous, possessive passion.

My fiance, Victor Blackwood, is a mafia boss who rules the country's underworld with an iron fist. To the rest of the world, he is the epitome of power. Yet to me, he is the embodiment of love. But I do not realize the cost of loving a man like him. On Valentine's Day, I cook his favorite dishes and wait for him to come home. However, time passes, and his chair stays empty. Uneasy, I go to Queenie Stone's social media page. She is Victor's foster sister. She posts, "All I said was that I felt lonely, and he came right away. "Even when I accidentally spilled wine on him, he didn't mind. Victor is still someone who puts family first, even if it means neglecting his lover. "He never lets me down. I hope things stay that way." In the photo, Victor's shirt is soaked at the waist. Queenie's handkerchief lingers near his most private parts, but he doesn't pull away. He merely looks at her affectionately. I do not make a fuss and give Queenie's post a like. Then, I send Victor a message that reads, "Let's break up." Victor ignores it as always. Later, I discover that when my breakup message popped up, he had said offhandedly, "Vivienne can't live without me. She's just acting out. "If I ignore her for a few days, she'll come crawling back by herself. She's easy to please." What he doesn't know is that I was easy to handle only because I once loved him. But now that I have decided to leave, he cannot make me turn back, no matter how he tries to win me over.

A princess vanishes. A kingdom can't afford the truth. And the only person who can take her place is the brother who was never supposed to exist in the shadows she left behind. Prince Caelan Vayne is an Alpha with a secret that could shatter him — his strength is suppressed, his designation hidden, his entire identity a carefully maintained performance. When his sister disappears days before her royal wedding, his father makes the impossible ask: put on her dress, cross the border south, and become her. Just long enough to save the alliance. Just long enough to find her. He doesn't expect Crown Prince Damien Solaris. Cold. Commanding. The kind of man who fills a room without trying. Damien is everything a southern crown prince is supposed to be — except for one thing. Beneath the iron composure and the perfect Alpha facade, he's hiding a designation that would cost him his crown, his empire, and everything he's spent his life building. Two people. Two impossible secrets. One contract marriage that was supposed to keep them at arm's length. It doesn't. Because living under the same roof does something to carefully constructed walls. Shared suppressants become shared trust. Midnight investigations become something neither of them can name. And the cold, professional distance of a contract slowly, devastatingly becomes the one place either of them has ever felt safe. But someone arranged the princess's disappearance. Someone inside these very palace walls wants this alliance — and everything it protects — reduced to ash. They'll have to find the truth before it finds them first. The Alpha Wore a Crown and Secrets is a slow-burn ABO royalty romance about two people who agreed to a temporary arrangement — and discovered that the heart doesn't honor expiration dates.

His iron grip was fastened around my waist and he pinned me on to the wall. "Let go of me!" I gritted. "If I want to right now" he leaned in close, his lips grazing my earlobe. "I can forcefully have my way with you and watch you scream your beautiful melodious tone underneath me" he whispered gravelly. I gasped and tried getting his hands of my waist. "You are my wife after all aren't you?" He teased, his teeth gently nibbling on my skin. I felt a strange heat brewing up inside me and I fought to control it. "Dante let go of me!" I seethed. Slowly, his head ascended from my neck and faced me. He ran a finger along my lips and a devilish smile curled up on his face. * * * * * * Love. Crime. Passion. Strong female lead Alina Fedorov, the vibrant and daring daughter to the Don of the Russian mafia is forcefully put into marriage against her wishes by her father. And her groom is no other than the feared Dante Morelli, the ruthless capo dei capi of the most powerful and dangerous italian-american mafia. He has his base running all through Europe and America with myriads of capos and underbossess at his beck and call. Running his underworld without a heart, he is quick to do away with any one who goes against his orders and his years of training has him equipped for a dangerous life of crime. But none of that will matter when he meets the impulsive and independent Alina Federov. Can love ever blossom between the two especially as Dante craves revenge on Alina for the sins of her father? Or will Alina be able to break down his walls of coldness and have him on his knees for her?

"Sign it and leave. Sarah needs me more than you do." Clara Vance had spent three years as a "perfect" ghost—the invisible, dutiful wife of the ruthless billionaire Julian Thorne. She had cooked his meals, ironed his shirts, and endured his coldness, all while hiding her true identity as the world’s most sought-after tech prodigy. She thought her love could melt his icy heart. She was wrong. On their third anniversary, Julian handed her divorce papers. His reason? His first love had returned, and he wanted to give her the life Clara was currently "occupying." Clara didn’t beg. She didn’t cry. She signed the papers with a steady hand and disappeared that same night, carrying a secret that would change his world forever—she was pregnant with his heir. Five Years Later. Julian Thorne is a man haunted by a shadow. He has everything he ever wanted, yet he feels nothing but a void where his "unwanted" wife used to be. At a global economic summit, he prepares to meet the mysterious, "Iron Lady" CEO of the V-Tech Empire—a woman who has been systematically crushing his businesses for months. When the doors open, Julian’s heart stops. Dressed in a power suit, radiating cold elegance and diamond-hard confidence, stands Clara. But she isn’t alone. A mini-version of Julian stands by her side, looking at him with the same icy glare he once gave her. "Mr. Thorne," Clara smiles, and it’s the coldest thing he’s ever seen. "I believe you’re here to discuss the terms of your surrender?" The chase is on. The billionaire is on his knees. But this time, the Queen isn't looking for a King—she’s looking for revenge.

By day, Julian Vane is the king of Blackwood City. He is the untouchable billionaire in the bespoke charcoal suits, the genius architect of hostile takeovers, and the man whose cold, sapphire gaze makes the most powerful CEOs tremble. As his executive assistant, Elena has spent two years mastering the art of staying professional while drowning in the scent of his expensive sandalwood and the magnetic pull of his presence. She thought she knew every secret in his ledger. She was wrong. By night, the suit comes off, and the beast comes out. Beneath the pristine white silk hides a canvas of ink and scars. Behind the corporate facade is the ruthless President of the Iron Vulture Syndicate—the city's deadliest outlaw motorcycle gang. Julian doesn't just run companies; he runs the streets with a heavy chain and a blood-stained patch. One wrong turn changes everything. When Elena’s car breaks down in the wrong district, she witnesses the side of Julian Vane the world was never meant to see: a man of leather and grease, commanding a legion of killers with brutal authority. He should have silenced her. He should have let the Syndicate handle the "liability." Instead, he corners her in a rain-slicked alley, the roar of his chopper still vibrating in the air. His ultimatum is simple and devastating: "Join the ride, sweetheart, or be mine anyway. You've seen the vulture beneath the suit—now you have to live with the predator." Now, Elena is trapped between two worlds. In the boardroom, he’s the demanding boss who expects perfection. In the clubhouse, he’s the dark master who demands total submission. Elena realizes that Julian doesn't just want her silence. He wants to ruin her. And the most terrifying part? She’s starting to want it, too.

"First thing I thought about this morning was going to your room and fucking you right next to Wolf so he'd stay away from you." He lifted me off the floor with insulting ease, and in one second, I was back on the chair, my arms still tied behind my back. He pushed my thighs backwards so I was completely open and exposed. "Decker— nnngghh!" My eyes blacked out as his cock started thrusting into me. "That's not what you're supposed to call me, baby," He said as he kept pushing in. "Look at me. I want to see you." I did. Decker Kane looked like he was seconds away from combusting, and then he rasped out like he was about to die. "You're so fucking beautiful." Then he kissed me. --- I've been in love with Decker Kane since I turned eighteen and realized every filthy dream I had at night was about him. He's my father's best friend. The Vice President of the Iron Clad Kings. Seventeen years older than me, and completely off-limits. So I ran. Tried to be normal. Tried to want someone else. Three years later, I'm back. Baseball bat in hand, engagement destroyed, and my body burning for the only man I've ever truly wanted. Decker can keep fighting it. But I'm going to make the Reaper King break. And when he finally claims me... I'll be exactly what I was always meant to be. Property of Reaper King. ——— Trigger Warnings: This book contains mature themes including: violence, explicit sexual content, death, mentions of drug addiction, toxic family dynamics, and morally grey protagonists. Reader discretion is advised.