Lord Of Chaos Audiobook Novels & Stories

I swear, this man is trying to destroy all my clothing, so I’m forced to live nude. “So. Fucking. Perfect,” Chaos hissed, annunciating each word. He leaned down and gently bit my nipple. My back arched, and he took the opportunity to slide inside of my ready core. Gripping my leg, he pulled my knee up to reach the angle that makes my eyes roll. “Chaos,” I whimpered, “Talk to me.” His eyes bled black, “Tu attonitus es,” he moaned, “amabo te in perpetuum.”

Being a true blood meant the young alpha was not only stronger, he was faster more articulate with heightened sense, and healed faster than anyone else and by the age of 20, the young true blood excelled and was granted the title General. Currently, Daniel was in his room shrouded in an eerie silence, only the soft sound of chirping crickets could be heard. Daniel had his eyes fixed on a distant point as he let out a deep sigh. His chest rose and fell with the slow, frustrated breath, his shoulders sagging slightly under the weight of his own annoyance. He rubbed his temples, as he felt the tension build up in his head. Who was that lady? Why did she have such a powerful effect on him? He co

" The pandemonium and chaos that broke out in the next second can not be explained, but it was justified. I gave them time to soak it in.. “All right, that's enough. I didn't come here to listen to you murmur and judge me. If you have something to say, say it to my face." One of the councilmen came forward. “My Lord, we apologize if we have shown disrespect, but you must understand, we're trying to wrap our heads around this." I could hear supporting mumbling from the crowd and I raised my hand to silence them. “I understand, but it is true. My mate is a human and that's the end of that. What's the big deal in it?" “My Lord, it is an abomination!" That fool said. “Say that again, and I'll ta

Vincenzo turned the following pages, his eyes scanning each line with growing unrest, as if searching for coherence within the absurd. Nothing made sense, and as though the existing problems were not enough, new secrets surfaced, adding weight to the fragile balance he was still struggling to maintain. “Cazzo,” Vincenzo muttered, releasing a heavy breath thick with disbelief. For a moment, he ran his hands over his face, as if he could erase what he had just read, wondering what else could possibly happen to drag the chaos into something even worse.

They want to ruin me in every way possible. Their hands punish. Their lips taunt. Their bodies ruin. But the worst part? A part of me likes it. This isn’t a love story. It’s a game of power, pain, and obsession. And I’m about to lose everything. Even my heart. And when one of them decides that’s what he exactly wants, maybe he’ll get it too. After all, the Lords always get what they want. And this time… they want me. __________________ Disclaimer This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters, settings, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination.

His mates weren't able to stop him. "You....you are?" Allistair said his voice shaking. "Oh....I am you Allistair and what they once call Allixon." Chaos smirked. Allistair's eyes widen. "What?....no.... that's not...then the Moon...." "......Goddess is our enemy." Chaos cut him off. All were flabbergasted at what they have heard even the person's who entered the room because of the corrupted energy they felt and the chaos happening inside the room that they hear.

The Chaos Lord stated as they all saw what is really going on, Their auras changed entirely. " And who are you guys? " A voice asked and Master Grogo appeared before them in an infuriating manner but they didn't even seem to notice it one bit, They were just staring a Grogo trying to remember who he is. " And you must be Lord Doom right? The new and ugly memories that is buried in me recognizes your ugly face " The Alphas Lord voiced out and that caused the New Reality to slowly crack, Suddenly they sense a presence approaching them. Armageddon charged at them with full speed, He charged with his Black sword ready to strike when he suddenly stopped mid air, Armageddon screamed out pains as b

“Every empire has cracks. Even the Devil’s. All we need to do is push.” I closed the folder with a snap, my heart pounding with the thrill of it. “And what do you get from this?” I asked, my eyes sharp. The man leaned forward, his smirk visible beneath the shadows. “Chaos.” The word rolled off his tongue like silk and steel. “I thrive in it. Men like me always do.” I stared at him, then stubbed my cigar against the table. Ash smeared like blood across the wood. “Then hear me clearly,” I said. “I don’t want Lorenzo’s death clean. I want it slow. I want to take everything from him, his crown, his empire, his men. And when he’s nothing but dust in the eyes of the world…”