New Jedi Order Audiobook Novels & Stories

Steven Questioned Speak of the devil “Here he comes, Jude" Jude a boy with glasses reading a book with a similar resemblance to Remi walks in through the battlefield. As he walks reading. He enchanted words from his book and the Vondor hears screams of horrors and sounds in their ears. Blood began to drip from their ears and their head grew bigger exploding to the air like balloons. In a matter of seconds, the seven talented Elements gathers with Steven, and the entire army of Vondor was completely wiped out. The crew turns to look at the battlefield. Every vondor lay dead on the floor.

A voice boomed from the speakers—the cold, clinical tone of Julian. "Thank you for the data, brother. The obsession has been successfully converted into a tactical directive. The new world doesn't need an Architect... it just needs an Echo." The platform began to descend into the center of the army, and as the silver soldiers raised their blades in a unified, mechanical salute, I felt the silver poison in my veins turn to ice. (Watch out for Chapter 246) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Gifts

I whispered, voice shaking with rage and disgust. Jade’s eyes gleamed, wild and completely unhinged, as he stared at his creation like a proud father. “No, sister. I’m creating the future.” The deformed warrior's roars echoed as Jade ordered the rogues to unchain me. His crazed look lingered, a feverish gleam that made my skin crawl, pure obsession, like he'd glimpsed his twisted dream made real. "Come," he said, voice trembling with excitement. "It's time to meet Father. Your blood will complete him."

His words cut deep, a promise I can’t doubt, ‘cause it’s Jude. We step into the light, and it’s… unbelievable. The sun’s warm, not searing, like it’s holding me. My light powers flash, a soft glow surrounding me, and Jude chuckles, this gruff, unusual sound that makes my chest tight. “Told ya, sunshine. You’re goddamn radiant.” I grin, whirling in the clearing like a fool, but then a vision hits again—temple, relic, Calix’s laugh. I stumble, and Jude holds me, his hands steady.

"Phillip, saying it like we didn't convince master together " "Guys, guys listen up. I have told you times without number that I can not accept you as my disciple, we're not opening a sect or something we will work together and learn from each other" Audrey spoke up before they turn it into a full-blown bickering that she won't be able to stop. " You should do the needful so this spy can be removed immediately " she urged, just then the door opened. "Master" the five men greeted as Jordan walked in, he nodded and turned to Audrey who was getting her laptop.

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.

Without hesitation, Ben raised his hands above his head and said, “Bidh mi a ’gairm air na h-eileamaidean gus ar saoradh bho seo. Gabh sinn gu sàbhailteachd ar cùmhnanta.” Jasper’s heart lept to his throat as he heard the sound of footsteps running down the hall toward his quarters. “They’re onto us,” he managed to say before the room swirled around them and then disappeared in a type of whirlwind. He and Lila clung to each other as if their lives depended upon it while the world spun around them. Then, as quickly as it began, it stopped. Feeling mildly nauseous, he surveyed his surroundings. They were in a cave of some sort that was illuminated by dozens and dozens of lit candles. There w

“Heed my command, do not do any mistake. I’ll be watching you as you both needed to please me in every way. Make your false master proud, do not let anyone knew about your marks. Forget ever coming into my abyss and meeting anyone in this place. I’ll call upon you when the time is right, as I shall name each one of you.” Standing up and for the very first-time floats towards the embodiment that HE never did before, and not even with the holders, nor the shard existence of the originals into this particular book and world. JK’s jealousy escalated and more. Gritting his teeth as he could now taste his own blood from wounding his lower lip. “Tsk!”

"Zemira-are you listening?" My current company is far less amusing and heart-warming as my family. The Order has personally come to beg me to return to their folds. After several years of refusals and slamming the door in their face, they still haven't quite taken to the idea that I was not returning. The Prophet of Death is a freelancer now. I have had my taste of freedom and it is sweet like nectar, addictive like a drug.