Theo Solomon Audiobook Novels & Stories

I should have been quiet from the beginning. I could feel both of my siblings more as the seconds pass. We weren’t talking just yet because I have tried to communicate with them inside my head a few times in the past hours but it hasn’t worked just yet but I know if I wait it out, we can make it happen. Theo hasn’t shut up since. He has been going on and on about what his plans are and how he will rule the kingdom in Helaine’s body even though he hated the very thought of being a woman. He said that he didn’t mind much. Helaine was gorgeous and he could get a lot of men to fall over him while in her body.

"I wouldn't have hurt him. I... I liked the way he smelled. Like rain. Everything else here smells like burnt silver." "Rain doesn't last in a fire, son." A soft, melodic chuckle drifted from the shadows behind the throne. Solomon stepped out. He was holding a glass of wine, the dark red liquid swirling as he leaned against the obsidian backrest. He looked at Abram with an expression that was part pity, part cold amusement. "Don't blame Mother, Brother," Solomon said. "She was just the hands. I was the one who wrote the script." Abram turned, his growl rising again. "You?"

Theo said, his voice steady. Theo wasn’t just offering emotional support; he had his own plans. Once he picked Julian up from the bar, he had his own lead to follow. He had taken the hearing aid that belonged to Alexa to a hacking company, hoping to track it down. The device was meant to be untraceable, having cleared all connections and records but Theo had bigger plans, and he wasn’t going to stop until they found out everything they could.

Giorgiana interrupted them. “Let’s see what Thea left behind...” With trembling hands, Damiano opened the audio file. He closed his eyes for a second, trying to find the courage to listen. “Play it, son,” his mother said in a kind voice. “Let’s hear her.” Damiano nodded and pressed play. Thea’s voice came out of the speakers. It was shaky, worried, but still filled with sweetness and love. Or, at least, that’s what he was hearing.

Thea comforted him, "Theodore, it is lonely at the top. Standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid, you are destined to be a bit alone." Theo tightly held her hand and said, "Sister, don't leave me." Thea was restless, she stared at him intently and said, "As long as you don't disappoint me, I will never leave you." Theo grinned with a smirk. "Hmm." That honest and bright smile indeed brought a lot of peace to Thea's heart. When Theo was driving, the auditorium suddenly had an accident. The people inside became noisy, "Madam Hill has gone crazy."

“See you in class.” Brayden and Aiden nodded and walked away, so I just sighed and walked calmly. The whispers continued, but I ignored them. My mind was focused on teacher Albert's face and his promise to give me the evidence. The book was safe with the Alpha, and I was determined to unravel the conspiracy of the Silenced. Everything was going well until a tall, angry, burly wolf blocked my path. “Elara, I need to talk to you,” Theo said, his voice harsh, filled with a mixture of frustration and superiority.

“Theo, listen to me. Aaron and his mother—they don’t care about us. They never did. They’ve lied to us, to all of us, selling us stories of freedom, of a future that doesn’t exist. If they get their hands on the kingdom, they’ll ruin everything. They’ll burn it to the ground and laugh while they do.” His jaw works, his throat bobbing as he takes that in. “We have to help Asher,” I press, desperate now. “He’s the only one left who can stop them. He’s the last chance we have.” The words hang heavy between us. For a moment, I regret them. For a moment, I wonder if I’ve just signed my own death, confessing this to the wrong person. Theo’s gaze flickers, his silence stretching so long I almost ca

*Theo's POV* I blinked my eyes open, finding myself in a dimly lit room surrounded by mysterious figures dressed in dark robes. I felt really confused and didn't know what was happening. I tried to move but couldn't because I realised I was tied to a bed. The pain from my injuries reminded me of what had happened before. I started to feel scared and wondered where I was and who the mysterious people around me were. One of the people, an older woman with silver hair, approached me with a gentle smile. "Welcome, Theo," she said, her voice soothing yet tinged with an air of authority. "You are in the sanctuary of the Black Healers. We've been waiting for you."

Sam It’s almost terrifying to watch Theo on the edge of a breakdown. When his anxiety is through the roof and he’s focusing all his energy on something, he’s an unstoppable force. His hair is falling around his face, wild and uncombed, just the way I prefer it. His movements are frantic as he is flipping through his books. I don’t know how he has the concentration to switch between books so quickly.

Something divine—a succession Theo was mumbling about before he vanished like her father. Nexus must really have told her everything before— which she must have clearly forgotten. She’d lived with him for what felt like ages. Surely he could’ve left her a scroll, a letter, maybe a PowerPoint? But no, she had no manual. Just glittery trauma and a cryptic fever-dream line: “Tame a very powerful being.” Selena’s eyes widened as the words echoed in her head like a bad horror movie line. “He was talking about Theo... right?” Her voice quivered. “And if Theo is a spirit... d-does that mean h-he’s... an evil one?”