Redeeming 6 Audiobook Novels & Stories

Total silence. For a moment, I thought he would be so mad. But whatever happened next scared me. “Yes, you could, Audrey. It’s your life not mine,” he said. “Ok,” I replied stiffly knowing he just said that to make me feel better. Because, apart from being his mate, I was the Alpha’s present. Gifted to him: I was the Alpha’s Christmas Present. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hey there, guys!! I hoped you enjoyed this chapter? If you did, I don’t mind a review. Thanks!!!

"Apologies for this sudden visit." "What do you need?" Alpha Dexter asked, his tone cold and without preamble. Luna Eva couldn't hold back. She stepped forward, cutting Albert off. "We've come to redeem Ruby, Alpha." Her smile widened, her eyes darting to Ruby. "Alpha Valerius of the Obsidian Pack has offered an incredible fortune for Ruby. So we *can* redeem her!" Alpha Dexter frowned. His gaze shifted to Ruby, then back to Albert and Eva. "Redeem Ruby? She's not merchandise."

My vision is blurred as I attempt to look at the large wolf standing a respectable five feet in front of me. “My name is Alpha Julian Redding. I was contacted some time ago by Alpha Andre Redmen about assisting him in getting his brother out of harm’s way, out of Red Fang. Based on the way you entered my buffer zone, I’d like to think you’re looking for help.” His voice is patient and kind, reminding me of Alpha Black, the alpha I’m longing to be held and comforted by.

Opening the back of the truck, helping us down. They were some group of men, staring at us with so much lust in there eyes. I ruffed my hair's over my face, to avoid looking attractive in the eyes of these hungry monsters. " Good morning, Lady P! What a pleasant suprised." A man said, lightening up a cigarette stick. " Let the show begin!" ****** “Do I hear a ten thousand?” The auctioneer arched his brow. Two huge men raised their bidding paddle, and my eyes shuffled between them. They looked strong and grumpy, it was pretty obvious that they were elders from a different pack.

I reached out, my hand trembling as I touched the glowing book. The moment my fingers brushed the cover, a surge of energy rushed through me, and I gasped. The voice that had been calling my name now filled my mind, clearer than ever before. “You are the key, Aurelia… the heir to the bloodline… the one destined to awaken the Nine Wolves…”

she teased “It is because you tend to see the good side of people, the good side of situations. You believe that people are not too far gone and they can still be saved. You believe that redemption is for everybody and that is okay, really but Jared! Son of Yale of the Crimson valley and ruler of the quarter, they killed children and that is not okay! They took the lives of kids, remember that!” she said to him

*********************** I pour a drink. Stand at the window looking at the city. Somewhere out there, Julian Voss is in a holding cell. Facing twenty years. Losing everything. Because Esmeralda Morrison...Hale...destroyed him. Using his own words. His own confessions. His own desperate need for redemption. It's brilliant. Ruthless. Perfect. And it cost her something. I could see it in her eyes when she came home. The emptiness. The realization that revenge doesn't fill holes.

But through the speakers, my consciousness erupted in a demonic, distorted howl of gold static. The aurora above the city turned a violent, vengeful crimson. "Ryan," my voice boomed through the mercury, a rhythmic, digital hum that shook the valley. "I hope you kept the receipt for your soul." "Because I'm coming to rip the wiring out." The 1.5-meter chain on the floor—the one Kael had once worn—suddenly stood upright, vibrating with a lethal intent. The audit was over. The war for the Mother's heart had just returned to the flesh.

“What’s the real prize for you in this… crucible?” Aiden looked down at his hands, calloused and scarred. “Redemption, I guess. My family… we built something from nothing. I was young, arrogant. I made a bad deal, trusted the wrong people. I want to make it right. To prove I’m not the failure who lost it all.” He met her eyes. “The credits would buy back our holdings. But proving I can still fight… that I can still protect what matters… that’s worth more.”

"We aren't going to run from the margins anymore. We’re going to rewrite the executive order." ​With trembling fingers, Elara lifted THE MASTER LEDGER: VOLUME TWO into the space between them. The gold letters on the cover were burning with a fierce, violet radiation that charred her raw skin, but she didn't let go. She threw the heavy leather hide open, exposing the first virgin page, the one carrying the wet, fresh smear of her own crimson blood. ​The Auditor raised his weapon, the red laser point snapping back onto her forehead. "The script cannot tolerate a manual revision."