Lord Of Chaos Audiobook Novels & Stories

I looked stupid in front of all of them lot. I have no idea how come he didn’t wage war against me because he is known to have a temper and as a revengeful motherfucker. I did hear that he visited Wengarthria a couple of times after this whole mess, so I just wanted to ensure that I have some leverage if he tries anything stupid. Apart from being beaten by the voice of a vengeful deity with temper tantrum issues, he is also known as a god who is not your sharpest tool in the shed. So he may get some stupid ideas. And, just as a matter of precaution, I am making a pact with this wild card, Chaister. As the god of Chaos, he's the only one who can somewhat rein in Lertellan. That's how I ended

Smoke curves up from the blackened chimney, disappearing into the dark blue sky. Blowing out a breath, I make my way down, renewed strength entering into my weakened bones. I must find Isadora, even if it costs me everything. The witch is ready and waiting and she offers me a seat across from her in a low chair, her oddly shaped face tightened in concentration. I sit down without making any noise, staring at her hair already thinning at the sides. "Good morning, Alpha Lord Lugard, how may I help you?" She says, revealing a broken front tooth.

That was why he had endured, managing to stay away from his sister, patiently waiting for the day he would appear before her, blameless and give her a future and a hope. "We don't have forever," he eventually said "A time is coming when all those who are for us must take a bold stand and prove themselves. No more hiding in the dark or scurrying in the shadows. We would be having a general meeting soon; my lord is raising an army from across all the planes. From different species who seek a righteous course. Those who have been cast away by their kin or ousted by their clan. He is offering shelter, to come fight by his side and find a home in plane Woede," he stated. Afterwards added, "You to

“You are the peace to my chaos!” Ayla bit her lip. “What is this chaos you are talking about?” Rhobart was quiet for a few minutes. “It is part of who I was before. I don’t remember how I came to be, but I know that I had a power so great and terrible that everyone feared me. If I let it out, it will kill not only me but everything in its path.” “Did you use it before?” “I did, but I was a God, and I could seal it back inside my heart. But now I have a mortal body; no doubt letting the chaos out could destroy the continent before the Orcs do it.”

Keeping a firm grip on my wrists. I screamed at the pain, I screamed for what was to come. “Keep screaming, I like it when they scream.” I had my head turned away and eyes shut but when he said that, it wasn’t him talking, it was his beast. I dared to look at him and what I found was Aodh, God of the underground himself staring back at me with an evil grin. Eyes as black onyx, deep and monstrous.

I remind Jaxson before he gets too carried away, and I can’t get to them. In the process of Jaxson trussing him up and me applying the thumbscrew to Ken’s fingers, elder Ken wakes up screaming. Thankfully, Callum swiftly put duct tape over his mouth to silence him. When we are done, I look up at Elder Ken. “Welcome to the playground. I’m Alpha, the leader of Chaos. My torture experts with me today are Sidhe and Shadow.” At my words, Elder Ken started flopping around like a fish out of water, which only caused him to swing in the air on the chain connected to the meat hook.

In his hands, he held a simple, leather-bound book. "I wondered if you would make it," he said, his voice echoing softly in the vast space. "I calculated an eighty-seven percent probability." Ronan moved in front of Liora, his black glass knife ready. "Step away from the tree." The Archivist ignored him, his eyes on Liora. "You have caused a systemic collapse. You have unleashed chaos upon a perfectly ordered system. Do you understand the suffering you have just initiated? The confusion? The pain?" "I understand the suffering your order caused," Liora replied, her voice steady. "I saw it in the Creche. I felt it in the Grey Sorrow. Your peace was a lie built on a prison."

… Loki’s gentle voice: “Sister… I’m back.” … A timid woman’s voice: “Your Majesty… Lord Bode… has passed away.” … The chaotic shouts of a crowd: “Help! Help! Valhalla is on fire! Someone, please… help!” … Then came an abyss stretching infinitely downward. At the bottom were endless cages, damp and dark. A red-haired boy was shackled by chains weighing thousands of pounds. His body was covered in wounds and blood, his handsome face twisted as he looked up, frantically tugging at the iron chains with a clang:

A spark formed at his fingertip. He flicked it. The fire pellet shot forward. Puff. Chaos clapped loudly. “Oh I like this one.” Leo stared at him. “…Who are you?” Chaos pointed proudly to himself. “Chaos.” Leo nodded slowly. “…That makes sense.” Across the courtyard, under the shade of a large tree, Aurora sat on a stone bench. She barely looked up from the thick book in her hands. Order was the one who approached her. He studied the title.