The Most Dangerous Game Audiobook Novels & Stories

Jimmy agreed, "but that doesn't solve our problem. We need to find out who and how. And most importantly, where Branson is now. That man is a dangerous psychopath." His words chilled Anya to the bone. She certainly didn't need reminding of Virgil's cold and twisted mind hidden beneath that charming veneer. Or the things he'd planned for her after he "broke her in". Anya tightened her fingers around Gus' and he gave her an answering squeeze. She wondered if she'd ever be safe from the man. Ever be able to relax and enjoy her new life with Gus. "You should let us put her in a safe house away from here," Jimmy went on, looking directly at Gus. "She'll be out of danger and you can help us nail d

If you disturb me, all you'll see is his corpse. Bip…and the phone was abruptly hung up. However, Mia’s heart was in her throat! Was Adam really gay? Then why did he want to sleep with her before? Now she has heard Adam’s secret. To keep it a secret, would she be killed by him? As soon as Mia looked up, she noticed that Adam was clearly furious. She tossed away her phone to the couch because she was so terrified. With haste, she moved her hands to the edge of the bed. She was certain that he would choke her if she moved a bit more slowly.

Yet every time Zane passed by, that forbidden thrill that made my body come alive. I was torn. Caught between the safe love I knew and the dangerous desire I craved. And I had no idea how this week was going to end.

Sean shivered like there’s impending loom somewhere in the corner. “If those good for nothing thwarts tries to steal my gold, I will have their dicks fed to my dogs for dinner tonight.” That cold threat from Moretti sent me into a sudden realization; this is not a game anymore, Chelsea. You are now involved with the underworld. There’s no way out. An hour drive of dead silence later, we arrived at a dark spot; a valley surrounded by thick forest and dangerous animals as ‘guard animals’. I have never seen a dog this large and this wild looking. Even a dog has a scar on its face.

They killed her because she was crossing lines no one wanted crossed. Hunters weren’t supposed to marry wolves, and wolves weren’t supposed to touch rogues, and she was both at once. A walking bomb the council couldn’t control. And Audrey… Fuck. I slammed the book shut and left it cracked on the table, pages wrinkling under my palms. My head was a mess, but I knew one thing: if the council buried this, if they covered it up so clean not even their own pack members knew, then Audrey wasn’t just in danger, she was the danger.

What remained was something colder. Sharper. Dangerous. Voices echoed through the estate below. Shouting. Engines. Gun safety clicks. Luciano moved toward the balcony immediately, eyes narrowing toward the front gates below. Then— he swore quietly in Italian. Amara’s pulse spiked. “What happened?” Luciano turned toward her slowly. And for the first time since meeting him— he looked genuinely serious. “We have company.” A loud explosion suddenly echoed through the estate grounds below. Then came gunfire. And somewhere in the chaos beneath the mansion— a familiar voice roared through the darkness. “Find Amara.”

This was a complete secret, which made him more dangerous. Working secretly was the dangerous game. I was lost in my head, trying to connect dots, when we heard a distant rumble echo outside. It wasn't from the thunder that was hitting the city. It was the sound of multiple engines. He heard it too, and his posture shifted instantly. He loaded his gun, putting it in the holster, and signaled me to stay calm. "They came here faster than I expected." He murmured. My heart jumped into my throat, fearing what might break out here tonight. Who would come out of this alive. And who will not.

The rifle clattered to the ground. "You call them that again," Alessandro hissed, his eyes burning with a dark, terrifying fire, "and I will peel the skin from your bones while you’re still breathing. You think I’ve gone soft? I have everything to lose now, Luca. That makes me the most dangerous man you’ve ever met."

(Damian's POV) I lay low In the forest waiting for my sister as instructed by her. After a while, I heard a slow rustle sound among the leaves, I sat up my short ears standing at alert, but before I could understand what was happening, the last thing I heard was a loud resounding echoes accompanied by a strong surge of pain that started from my leg but spread throughout my whole body. I was in my pool of blood, I looked up to see a greybeard man with a lighted cigarette on his lip and a hat above his head, I thought I was going to die, when he approached me slowly with the heavy gun barrel wielded in his hand. He had a look of both shock and curiosity on his face. He must be surprised to hav

Desmond’s POV The most dangerous enemies were rarely the loudest ones. They were the ones patient enough to let pressure travel through systems naturally, patient enough to stand behind the fracture instead of creating it visibly, until eventually the structure collapsed beneath its own uncertainty while everyone searched for damage in the wrong direction. And for the first time since Evans Grant’s death, I stopped defending. And started hunting.