Mistborn The Final Empire Audiobook Novels & Stories

He changed the feed to an image of Mitch being interviewed in front of the president’s palace, which now had a flag of the rebels at the top. “The Goddess has granted us victory,” Mitch said. “This date will be marked as the day we brought about the first victory in the quest to liberate the empire from the tyrannical rule. We will tell our grandchildren that we were here when our independence was won at last.” Someone asked him a question that the recording device did not pick up. Mitch looked irritated. “I do not wish to speak about the so-called Empress. She is not a Goddess. She is nothing but a human whore her own mate questioned.”

“Why are you out of bed? The doctor said you need to rest.” She clutched her stomach. “You were gone too long… I got worried.” A soft sob escaped her. “It hurts… it’s starting again…” Luca didn’t hesitate. As he brushed a strand of hair from Annie’s face, he shouted toward the door, “Now! Do the transfusion. She can’t hold on any longer.” While his attention was elsewhere, Annie looked at me and smiled. Her lips moved silently. “You lost.” The staged fall. The act. Everything. Annie was cornering me and somehow, the man who claimed to rule an empire couldn’t see through it.

stronger, wiser, and finally at peace. THE END!

I have a fabulous friend. And if it isn’t obvious by now, the person that I am talking about is Christine Gyamfi. And if you don't know who she is, then read the other book; The Light's Shadow. It's an original book that she wrote herself. I personally didn't read the book, but I'm sure that you will. I mean, why are you reading this then? But that's beside the point. Christine is awesome. She is hilarious, kind, and sweet. The woman also treats everyone around her with respect. She is one of the few people that fuels my faith in humanity.

“For the first time in a long time…” She smiled. “…I’m not planning ten steps ahead.” “That’s new.” “Yes.” She took his hand again. “But I do know one thing.” “What’s that?” Adriana looked into his eyes. “I don’t want to face the future without you.” Luca’s smile widened. “Good.” “Why?” “Because I’m not going anywhere.” Outside, the lights of Manhattan shimmered beneath the night sky. The war was over. Victor Hale’s empire had fallen.

Hello, my beautiful readers! Wow. Just… wow. When I started writing His Sinful Empire, I had a vision for Nina and Enzo’s story, something dark, passionate, complicated, and utterly consuming. But I had no idea how deeply you all would connect with these characters, how invested you’d become in their journey, or how much your feedback and enthusiasm would fuel my creativity. First, let me say THANK YOU.

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

I turned and walked toward the Gulfstream G650 waiting on the tarmac. Just as I reached the stairs of the jet, I heard the frantic roar of an engine. A beat-up car came screeching onto the airfield. Security tried to stop it, but it was too fast. The door flew open and a woman with wild, tangled hair jumped out. It was Eliza. Five years in the slums had shattered her. Her face was a wreck, her eyes burning with a mad, desperate hate. She was holding a gun. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT! ALL OF IT! YOU RUINED ME!" she shrieked.

He’s sitting in Doc’s car, one that looks way worse than mine, so he can see the door. Seymore puts in the earpiece that Doc gave him earlier and powers it on. “Is it really noticeable?” he asks, showing me his ear. I shrug. “It looks like you have a Bluetooth speaker in your ear. Most people will think it’s for your phone,” I reply, studying the electronic closely. “Yes, I can hear you,” Seymore says, causing me to jump a little. Marcus must be doing a sound check. This feels so surreal. I can’t believe we’re doing this. If someone had told me I would be sneaking into a club to steal a memory card to take down a crime boss today, I would have laughed at them.

She shakes her head, "it's just that this isn't how I imagined it from the books. It's a lot slower." She tells him. "Oh well, I guess our journey ends here. I don't have that kind of patience for naive girls." I said dismissively. She broke out into sobs and ran off. I look at form leaving. "Well that goes my chance of getting laid tonight." I say to myself disappointed. "Her kisses were terrible though." I say trying to comfort myself. "Well well well,