Night Lords Trilogy Audiobook Novels & Stories

A hoarse, weary voice sounded behind me. It was Cedric. I turned and looked at him. The once-arrogant Lord of Eternal Night now looked like a ghost haunting the mortal world, hollowed out from the inside. He was clutching a book tightly in his hand. It was my long-forgotten “Guardian’s Journal.” “I saw it,” he held up the journal, his crimson eyes filled with pain and regret, as if he were holding up the evidence of his own death sentence. “I saw everything. Your waiting, your love…”

POV: Liora The world beneath Nightbane was collapsing around us. Stone cracked overhead in violent bursts, dust pouring from the ceiling while the ancient crypt trembled like a living thing struggling to survive. Somewhere above us, wolves were fighting and dying. I could hear it through the deep fractures running through the tunnels, the distant roar of battle, the clash of steel, the terrible sound of war swallowing the fortress whole. But inside the hidden chamber, none of us moved immediately. Because Seris had just destroyed the last fragile piece of certainty we had left.

It sounded shaken. "Let us go!" Vasilisa demanded. "You promised." "Promised what?" said the Groundsler sullenly. "Oh, no you don't," Cassandra spoke. "We won, and I'm telling you to let us go." The Groundsler made a noise like a volcano and a noise like a glacier and a noise like a gravel pit collapsing. Around Vasilisa's and Cassandra's feet the rock liquefied and then began to pull them down.

The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe) Book 1: Tryss (In Progress) Book 2: Reya (In Progress) Book 3: Raven (In Progress)

Cole asked, getting on his feet also. “Hey Man! Don’t tell me, you don’t understand this?” Anthony asked, flipping the page of the book to where the full details were written. “I don’t. Can you tell me?” Cole asked, giving him a go ahead. “C’mon Cole, you ain’t this dumb right? Think dude” Anthony motioned, as he motioned the book towards Rex… He read the inscription on the book aloud, still not getting the hint. “THE DANGER OF A LYCAN FATE TO A LUNA – MOON GODDESS MYSTERIES”

I sat up straight. One of the elders started running through what they knew about Nolan's growing alliances, his voice dropping into something more careful. I listened, following along easily, most of it matching what I already knew. And then he said something wrong. Well, not entirely wrong, but wrong enough that it mattered. He was misreading one of Nolan's allied packs, the one with the unpaid debt sitting between them and Darkmoor from three seasons back.

Army cots were not as comfortable as the bed Jo had been sleeping in back at Adrian’s house, but it was a lot more comfortable than trying to sleep on the plane. She’d had to excuse herself a few hours into the storytelling. Unlike Guardians and some Hunters, she just couldn’t stay up all night. A few of the other Hunters were sleeping in the tent she was in, including Ashley, but the Guardians would likely stay up all night. Knowing Cadon, he’d stay out there with their dad and make himself the good twin, the one who was interested in what their father had to say, the one who would take advantage of every second he had to spend with the Guardian leader, whole Jo was the weakling.

Now a once-whole blue planet floated with just particles of itself as it drifted across this dark, lifeless plain. In a different plane lied a primordial creature of the night finding solace in the eternal night that plagued his castle, the whistle and Chimes of fate had stirred his old blood awake. He knew that times were finally changing, and it seemed he had to get back to the game. "I wonder how Netherndel is faring, it's time I get back" his deep red eyes shone with a dangerous glint as he looked across the darkness, his eyes seemed to bypass the veil between planes for his gaze had a godly presence that came with it.

Just before we enter, I hear loud noises coming from outside. “Dominic! Un-bar this fucking door now! I can feel your power and know you have opened a portal.” Dom starts laughing. I look at him, confused as fuck. “I also spelled the door so no one else could break-in.” I smile at his deviousness. What a bloody clever warlock you are, Dom. “Hang on, I need to remove the sound spell.” Dom says a few words under his breath that I don’t understand and then shouts, “Be back soon, Nicky boy, we have three hours to kill before the wicked witch gets here.” With that said, he grabs my hand again and we step through the portal.

"The gate is exposed!" Silas turned his massive wolf head back to look at me one last time, his amber eyes flashing with a predatory triumph that mirrored my own. He let out a deafening roar of command, and with a thunderous clash of hooves and heavy paws, the three thousand northern riders plunged down the hill, descending like an unstoppable dark plague onto the golden gates of the capital. The War of the Eclipse had finally reached the High Council’s doorstep, and paradise was out of time.