Lord Of The Ring Audiobook Novels & Stories

Each figure was dressed in a black cloak as they sat in silence, their presence alone commanding respect and fear. Drawing closer to the council, Mr. Hastings took out the ring he had stolen from Liam Danvers, and presented it to the mysterious figures. As he addressed the figures, his voice was laced with high regard and fear. "My Lords," he began, his words echoing throughout the room, "the task is complete. The ring is no longer in Liam Danvers' hands." He bowed in respect as he said that.

With his fur back, he’s as regal and confident as any royal, the grumpy persona replaced with Alpha arrogance. When we get inside, we all go into the library. Ailduin goes to the book shelf where the Book of Prophecies sits in the center, facing forward, glowing with its magical light. He pulls it from the shelf and looks at me. “I think it’s time we all accept this this book of prophecies is about you, Lily. First, The Rise of the Giants, then The Blessing of the Ceryneian Hind and now The Healer.” “Is the last one terrible? I’ve refused to read them, the first two made it sound like I was bringing destruction to your world.”

His voice was like scraping knives Disregarding the skin desperately in need of moisturizer, I instantly hated Dumah. “He isn't Miss Manners either,” I scoffed. “So what are you? A Nazgul? Is Samael Sauron and I some wayward hobbit?” Dumah wheezed with laughter. “ITS BRAINS ARE ADDLED, I SEE. KNOCK IT ABOUT ONE TOO MANY TIMES ON THE DEATHBED, ROT LORD?”

“Whoever works on the side of the Dark King, I have nothing to do with him at all.” Arthur looked at him innocently before saying “But I don’t work with the Dark Lord. How can I work with him, my son? Betray your trust in me like this.” Everyone looked at him in surprise, and Leo said calmly "Arthur is the Dark Lord himself. He and Sauron are one and the same person." Everyone's eyes widened in shock, while Arter laughed hard as he looked at Leo "I have to admit that I never expected this from you. You really didn't expect it. What made you betray me?"

He finalized " All of it?" I widened my eyes " Your dad is the founder of one of the most richest companies in Crest country , don't be so stingy it's also your responsibility since you put him there in the first place" the officer said " No , not that. I meant his face, all of it?" I asked with a bitter smile. Money wasn't even my concern

Every step he took was steady, controlled, and powerful, like he had all the time in the world to grace us with his presence. And the moment Hector saw him— He went still, so deathly still that my heart skipped at the sight. Why did Hector react like that? And why was this strange man starting to look a little familiar? The elder’s voice suddenly rang out in that moment. “Alpha and Luna, Please allow me to introduce Lord Thorin,” he announced. “The greatest warrior of the Lycan realm.” The crowd erupted in cheers again and that was when it hit me. This was Sevrin's brother, Thorin.

“What are we waiting for?“ The voice was harsh and manly, like the speaker was really impatient. “We ought to have striked already. This is starting to get out of hand and you know it!“ “Be careful of how you talk to me, Vikram. Or you're gonna lose someone. I don't think I have to mention names.“ At that, I held my breath in fear. I heard someone fall to the ground. “Sorry, my Lord… it won't happen again. It must be a result of seeing the kind of pain you go through.“ I gasped in shock before I could stop myself. “My Lord”? “Am I the only one who smells it? The aromatic scent of a human?“ another manly voice said, different from the two who had spoken earlier. I knew it was me they were ref

“Just a minute.” She gave me a look and then turned to her friend. I barely paid attention to them as I made her iced latte. But then their words jolted me to attention when I heard the other girl say, “My older brother said that the Lords are back.” “Really? It’s been two years, and there was no news about them till now, are you sure?” “Yeah, my brother always have the right info.” “Well… we’ll have something to talk about in the town, it was getting boring anyways.”

LIRA The room had fallen into a heavy silence, the weight of Elder Aldric’s words pressing down on me like an avalanche. My mind reeled, trying to make sense of the prophecy, the war, and the power that supposedly lay dormant inside me. It felt unreal—like a story pulled from one of the old legends, not my life. I clenched my fists, my heart slamming against my ribs. "I don’t understand," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "What do you mean the dark lord will come for me?"

The Supreme Elder of the Council, Antonio, slowly walked forward with his cane. Antonio was notoriously arrogant; he didn't even respect my clan. But under the shocked stares of every noble, Antonio stopped right in front of Silas. He took off his top hat, placed his right hand over his heart, and bowed deeply. Antonio's voice, shaking with reverence, echoed in the dead silent hall. "We welcome your return, Your Highness... Prince Silas, the Last Progenitor." The air completely froze. Alistair jerked violently, his eyes practically popping out of his skull.