Parasite Eve Audiobook Novels & Stories

EVE I waited for the anticipation to grow so heavy that his hunger to know became insatiable. I had to reveal it to him, which means, just like Raghul’s ancient grand father knew, he must also swear on a blood covenant. “I—” I started off as I looked at him. I had a sly grin on my face to show my unseriousness. “I am Eve Faye, a writer of children's books that has been sold in over 59 countries, and that is it,” I said so innocently in my attempt to mock him.

Eve. I could hear beeping and the sound of voices. There were a lot of people around me. I had no idea what was going on. I couldn’t move or open my eyes. My mouth was dry and something was hanging out of my mouth. Where was I? What happened? I could feel people moving parts of me. I tried to concentrate so I could hear what was going on. My head was fuzzy, so I caught bits and pieces. MRI, CT scan, X-ray, and then I went black.

"I'm your mom! You can't do this to me..." When they sold me to Jason in my last life, I begged her as well. That was because Mom was a woman. I was born from her. No matter what, she should have some sympathy for me. However, all she said was… "We're marrying you off for you to live a better life. Why are you so greedy?" I repeated the exact words she said to me. As I watched her get carried away, I continued in my thoughts... 'I actually knew all of you could hear my thoughts. Whether it was about you and Mr. Warner or Jason, I deliberately thought about them.'

He spoke in a deep growling voice that not only reached my ears but my vagina, too. “Uhm...Okay. We..uh..We can read the book tomorrow. I’m already exhausted and I really should head back to the dorm. Eve is...sick.” “Alright. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow.” We say our ‘decent goodbyes’ and I head back to the dorm to check up on Eve, who was actually half dead. She was sleeping like she hadn’t slept for a long time. I walked up to her, covered her body with a warm bedsheet and I went back to sleep myself.

POV DARLENE Chapter 161: The Paradox of the Prodigal Ghost The transition from the clinical glass of the Paternal Foreclosure was not a fall into the void, but a Total Narrative Liquidation. As the cyan circuitry and the hollowed promises of the 160th layer dissolved into the white-hot static of the Loom, the "Audit" didn't just end—it Shed its Skin. We emerged into the One-Hundred-and-Sixty-First Layer of Entropy, a realm that felt like the interior of a massive, frozen eye. This was the Chamber of the Prodigal Ghost, the terminal point of the High Council’s logical extreme, where the Man-Leo—the version of my son who had survived the 27th Cycle by becoming the very machine he tried to fix—

Then, their bodies dissolved into countless, shimmering golden motes of light, drifting upward and vanishing into the brilliant sun. I could no longer hold back my tears. I believed my own life would end with their departure, my wish finally spent. But then, the system chimed one last time. [Because Player Cassidy has accomplished a feat of redemption unprecedented since the game's creation, her selfless sacrifice has profoundly moved the foundational laws of 'Terminal Paradise'. [The laws have determined that such devotion deserves an equivalent miracle. [The system will return an equal reward—"Miracle Healing." [Congratulations, Cassidy Eden. You have been reborn.]

Raven tilted her head like she was listening to something none of us could hear. “Under everything,” she said. “Still trying to reconnect. Still waiting for me.” Marek’s expression tightened. “That’s not what it was,” he said carefully. Raven looked at him and this time there was no confusion in her eyes. “It is,” she said quietly. “It’s not a god. It’s not fate.” Her hand lifted slightly and silver fire gathered without hesitation. “It’s a containment system that turned into a parasite after the kingdom broke it by accident and kept feeding it fear for centuries.”

Heath sat at his desk thoughtfully. He rotated his chair to face the wall behind him. Pushing the red button on the remote control in his left hand, he turned on the fifty- two inch, flat screen monitor, which hung on the wall behind him. It quickly went through it's voice guided starting options. He chose the source button on the thin black remote. "Source selection Open HDMI1-MHL," echoed through the large open space. "Source selection close HDMI1-MHL," the electronic voice announced. Suddenly, Faidh's sleeping image appeared on the screen. The blank expression on Heath's face quickly changed to tenderness. This WAS his Eve. She just HAD to be!

Hope rose in Eva as she rushed to the CD player in the middle of the library. She placed the CD in the tray and pushed the tray in. When no sound came from the speakers Eva turned the knob making the volume rise all the way. Still nothing. Frustrated Eva ejected the tray and flipped the CD. She once again pushed the tray in and this time there was a slight hum to it. Eva walked to her windowsill and waited for the audiobook to start. "Oh! Fuck me! Oh yeah! Ah! Ahh!" The loud sounds of moaning and groaning filled the quiet Library scaring Eva half to death. THIS WAS NOT AN AUDIOBOOK!

" Evans immediately proceeded to work and soon after the cry of a baby was heard. ….. So my lovely readers, we're almost getting to the end of this book, please don't forget to drop your comments about your journey so far. Also watch out for my new book also a vampire series. SEX SLAVE TO THE HYBRID VAMPIRE. XOXO AUTHOR.