The Most Dangerous Game Audiobook Novels & Stories

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil

Its tail lifted and lowered as it stepped hesitantly over the woods. After some seconds, the trap caught the deer and all I had to do was gather some wood and make fire with them so I'd be able to cook the meal and eat. I got thirsty while eating and decided to walk inside the woods if I can see a river nearby. While walking I heard some voices and I knew they were rouges. I'm in big danger! Worst of all is that I feel so weak. "The Green Oak pack and The Black Blemish pack are having a fight now... Hehe, those pathetic fools! " A hoarse and creepy voice said maliciously.

Do you understand? Conrad was puzzled for a few seconds. Truth be told, he didn't understand. "P-President Alvarez, sorry if I'm being stupid, could you please elaborate?" Lewis impatiently threw the documents on the table. He did it lightly, but the loud sound made Conrad jump and shudder. Lewis leaned back in his chair and looked at Conrad authoritatively, which made the man sweat profusely. After a while, Lewis said, "Have you heard the saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place? If you always look at the security footage in the direction of where they went missing, what could you find?"

"It’s a homecoming." As they began to gear up, the word count of their journey continued to climb, much like the body count in the streets above. They were no longer running. They were hunting. And the Russians were about to find out that a Moretti with nothing to lose was the most dangerous creature in the world.

My pride was telling me not to abide him, but my goddamn legs moved as what he told! I didn't lose my bad temper with him until I finally got close. My chest throbbed as he stared at me intently. Sitting on the motor, our vision leveled. I saw dark flames in his eyes, the one that would haunt you forever if you try to go against it. I will almost fall backwards. "You're not going to get yourself drunk tonight, Audrey," he said in a lower tone but still sound threatening. He put his black helmet on his lap, and he himself wore a white helmet on me. I pursed my lips tightly, scared to make any stupid reaction. His gaze lingered on my face for a moment.

She whispered again. "Going once, going twice", the auctioneer raised his gavel. Boom! The lights went off, in the twinkling of an eye the whole building went pitch black! "Oh oh oh!", everyone began to murmur. "What's going on?!" A woman's voice screamed in the room. "Please calm down everyone, there's no cause for alarm!" The auctioneer announced in the dark. "I'm sure everything's fine!" Boom again! The building lightened up, Jack had switched the lights back on.

I gave my view. " I must say he is dangerous. But he wants you and it didn't seem to be a possibility that he will let you go. He is like a devil, overpowering, obsessed, and handsome as sin. " Aunt said. " Oh, please stop talking about him, aunt. I don't want to think about him. It's very late now. " I said and she went to her room. I fell on my bed and buried my face in the pillow. Why did Aunt have to remind me of that dreadful man??

Chapter 40: A Dangerous Game I should have learned by now that peace never lasts. For a brief moment, I had let my guard down. I had allowed myself to see something in Damian beyond the cold, ruthless man everyone feared. But the universe had a cruel way of reminding me that this life wasn’t meant for comfort. Especially not for me.

He turned sharply, marched back, and grabbed my arm, pulling us into the hall where no one else could hear. “How dangerous can it be?” he repeated, arching a brow. “Osborn, when you’re dealing with the underground world, everything is dangerous. These people are manipulative, selfish, and constantly trying to outdo one another. That's why they have so many enemies—and why they need bodyguards. You never know what might happen, even on a so-called protection job.”

In front of me, I heard the creak of a bow as another arrow was nocked. I was going to die. Either by hunter's arrow or pack justice. Either way, I would die with Declan's murderer still free and everyone believing I was a traitor. Then the forest went quiet. The kind of quiet that comes before a storm. Before death. From the darkness beyond the hunter came a sound that froze my blood. A growl, deep and primal, that resonated in my bones. Not a wolf's growl. Something else. Something older and far more dangerous.