Iron Widow Audiobook Novels & Stories

DARIUS’S POV "Get the agents out of the room, Conrick." My voice was a low, guttural rasp that barely carried over the howling wind tearing through the shattered panoramic window. I didn't look back at the boardroom. My hands were still buried deep in the thick, metallic silver fur of Iris’s neck, my fingers locking into her warmth as the cold Manhattan rain drenched my leather jacket. The heavy scent of her silver wolf—vanilla, white lightning, and the sharp copper tang of Silas’s blood—was the only thing keeping my own beast from completely tearing the penthouse apart.

barely. The Firewolf growled with the rage inside of her. She was angry she lost The Baron. She erupted with more volcanic blasts until she was lost too, disappearing with the last blast. ** “It's her. It's her!” Olive heard voices from thousands of miles away in her head. She turned on the harsh surface and tried to pry her eyes open but couldn't. She felt hands carry her. Hands that were made to carry her. She sighed satisfactorily. Then she slipped back into the darkness.

Adams waited at the driver’s seat patiently humming to himself when all of a sudden, the door burst opened, startling him. “Oh mine! Ichabod! You almost gave me a fit! Why were you back so....” He kept quiet as he recognized the twitched face and the cyan eyes. In a low growl, Odin ordered, “drive!” “Okay.” Adams said without further ado and switched on the engine. **

You can awaken your talent and become a real superhuman! “Bastard! Parker, shut up! You hypnotized me! I don't really want to kill Ryan! ”Vina was agitated. She hugged her head with her hands. It seemed that she was awake because of "killing" Ryan. She was very painful and remorseful… “Relax, Vina. Everything is for the super-human! " Parker's voice suddenly became gentle, as if with a certain strange melody, Vina suddenly felt that the voice of the tide came into her ear. It drowned all her emotions and left only a blank, calm…

They were piercing, unhinged, and utterly fixed on me, promising a violence that would not end until one of us was no longer breathing. I didn't flinch. I pushed off the shelf, ignoring the screaming protest of my muscles, and squared my stance. My breathing was steadier now, but damn, I'm really exhausted. Then— BAM! BAM! BAM! A thunderous, metallic pounding violently slammed against the heavy iron door. “Hey! What the hell’s going on in there?!” came a gruff and impatiently cracky voice from the other side. A sliver of light appeared as a face pressed against the narrow gap at the edge of the door. Shaw’s face.

I nodded, my mother was right about President Snipe, I can trust them for all things, and my mother was also, right that I am different because I am Winchester, my father seeks justice that he didn't get it. "Trust no one," I told President Snipe. I looked at his eyes and he just nodded. "I saw the little devil in you," President Snipe grinned. He messed my hair before his gaze turned to the two guys behind me and silently turned back to us then he walks to outside the room. I bowed a little to see the flashdrive on my palm. I am very sure, the contents of this little box even more worst than I knew today. Someone felt tapped my shoulder and I turned my face to him to see who is he, I saw Ur

hiss to scream loudly Her voice when he picked her up choked her with great cruelty Her scream literally woke everyone up to the guards! Stephen ran fast Everyone left behind him to their alpha tent. They were terrified, especially when they found Renee's place empty They entered, and Aaron widened his eyes when he saw his brother strangling his companion, who moved her feet very weakly He advanced and kicked him hard from his side, causing Zayn to fall off the bed. Hina stared in the midst of her tears in horror

The Chihuahua was on the receiving end of some intermittent meaty titbits, as she scrolled through her social feeds. Johnny turned the engine off. It was time for the talk. The one needed to tie up loose ends. The conversation he prayed would keep him centered in her world. Clammy hands were a new experience for him and he swiped them over his jeans. Suck it up, dickhead, and make this right. Johnny opened the door and paused.

Oliver said with amusement. “She’s probably halfway home by now,” Nate replied. “Do you seriously not now?” Oliver asked. Nate experienced a twinge of guilt as he asked, “What should I know about the Paper Widow?” “Didn’t you read the description of the kidnapped Joselyn girl? It fits the Paper Widow to a tee,” Oliver insisted. “Oh, hell,” Nate moaned. “You seriously didn’t know?” Oliver said with unmasked amusement.

She thought she could hear a voice whispering, and she saw the ruby ring. “Help me,” Anne said. She could no longer hold her eyes open. “Please,” she whispered once more, as no one had answered her. “There is something inside me.” Dominguez came closer. “Please,” she whispered again. Dominguez grasped the affliction within her voice, puzzled. Something inside her? Indeed. He thought of the treasures that must still pulse with some life inside her, even if death hovered near. His years as a medical professional were decades behind him. Of those months spent associating with a certain merchant of the black market organ trade and the subsequent loss of his status as a medical professional, Domi