Iron Druid Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Richard, you were manipulated by the Lich. He twisted what you thought was right and wrong. He worked on you for decades. Has Doctor Graves talked about counselling to help you sort out which was the Lich’s influence and what was indeed you?” “Yeah, but I’m not sure how that will work if I’m in the middle of nowhere.” “I was told there’s a Druid therapist that’s willing to move with you and help your pack if you’d have her. Her information is in the file I’ll leave too. She’s sweet and not threatening, so I think some of the more timid members might be more willing to talk to her.”

Spinning around, I saw a golden monster crouching down, with my reflection inside its diamond eyes. Heaven knows how much I wanted to escape, but instead of doing just that, I was frozen on the spot. “Hmmm...” A low growl rumbled from deep within its chest. In Herneith’s point of view, this was her first time seeing such a beast, so concentrated fear gripped her, but in my viewpoint, I knew then this was Axel’s ancestor in the flesh. The great dragon king. “My Su-Aniffti. Finally, you have come,” his thunderous voice filled my head.

“I...I think I healed him. When I touched him, I felt energy leaving my hand, and he healed.” The drider makes a strange sound again. “I don’t know what it said, but I think it was a thank you,” I say, looking at Alex. The drider opens his mouth as if to speak, but no words come out. He opens his mouth again, and a second later, an eerie sound, like a cross between a shrill squeal, whine, and a sob, echoes through the air. The drider’s expression slowly changes, and Alex and I look at each other.

"Faster... Please...." Adrain realized his dragon had disappeared after coming inside Elysian, he mentally thanked them for that, he didn't want anyone to interfere with them, not even his Dragon. He slowly picked up his pace, moving faster every second still hitting Elysian' prostate repeatedly. Elysian let out soft moans at each thrust, letting out soft ah's every time Adrain's tip met her wall and prostate. Adrian groaned as he listened to Elysian's sexy soft moans, he definitely in love with her vocals.

Drake says. “Does it say how you will change the world, bringing the broken factions together?” I ask. He frowns at me. “Did you read it?” “No, I didn’t have to. It’s what you’re doing.” After the first night, the tension goes away and over the next week, we meet GoldMoon, the Ceryneian Hind from Greek mythology, the techrechauns, the trolls, and finally, we got to meet Lucero, the unicorn.

his smile fades and I truly dread what’s coming next “and their beauty was to be their downfall, you see they were easy to find because the true spirit trees are the most beautiful of all their kind. And the empress tree was-so they say- the most stunning tree you ever saw. The dark creatures stumbled across this tree. The druid people were able to protect the secret of the empress people. But the druid protectors were eventually annihilated a few were captured, tortured beyond repair. It wasn’t the druid’s fault this new enemy was conniving, sneaky and dangerous. They stole some of the druid secrets and so the empress trees people and spirit were drained of life. The abilities it gave the d

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

My eyes fell shut as she plummeted off a cliffside, only to snap open when Draco entered the room. I sat up, the book falling from my chest and onto the floor. My heart fluttered at the sight of him, his shirt rumpled, unbuttoned down his broad chest. The man was so monstrously big. It should’ve terrified me, but instead I’d never felt safer. He leaned down, his silver hair fluttering around his shoulders, and plucked the book from the floor. “Iridian?” I ran my tongue over my dry lips and shrugged, “Is that what it’s called? I wasn’t paying attention when I grabbed it from the shelf. It’s from Ismene’s library. Why would it be here?”

Lazarus snapped. She looked at us disbelieving, “Leviathan? He is harmless.” She laughed at us as she walked past us and into the castle. “Leviathan? That’s his name?” I asked her. “You never talked to him. He is their leader.” “I can’t talk to dragons, well at least not to the extent that you are aparently able to. no one can.” “Correction, druids can.” Abigail put in. “So I’m a druid?” Amaya asked her, confused.

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.