Theo Solomon Audiobook Novels & Stories

Ash mutters, Sol gives them a little bow. “Guys, this is Sol. God of the Sun, and apparently a royal pain in my arse.” She glares at him, “Was there anything else, or just the congratulations on something I shouldn’t know yet?” Sol shrugs and rubs the back of his neck, “Well…” She sighs, flapping her arms in frustration and goes to sit on the sofa. She stares at him and he moves to stand opposite her, but still looks nervous. “I probably shouldn’t tell you.” She rolls her hand telling him to get on with it. Kai and Ash take seats near her, watching Sol carefully. She looks at them,

“You will attend my lecture with my cum inside you and my marks on your skin. And when we return here… the real training begins.” Theo shivered and pressed closer, already terrified and addicted to whatever came next. The Devil had him now. Body, mind, and soul. And Theo was no longer sure he wanted to be saved.

“And then it was fine. Better than fine. The best day.” Theo set down his tea and rubbed his face. “I am terrified, Brynn. I have lived ten years alone on the road and another year half-belonging to a keep and now I am going to stand at a hearth in front of two hundred wolves and tell one of them that the rest of my life belongs to her. I do not know how I am supposed to do that without falling over.”

The weather in Solo this afternoon is quite hot. “Thanks, sir,” said Shanum politely when receiving the order. After getting their own food. They prayed then immediately ate their respective food in silence. Nobody opened their voices because it wasn't good to eat while talking. Both Shanum and Keanu were lost in their respective thoughts, especially Shanum. The girl couldn't stop thinking about her husband and also the pain of losing her father that is still so intense.

“Ines, the one thing I will deny is when you said I haven’t been rejecting the advances of those women who keep throwing themselves at me. Maybe it’s simply that I haven’t been thorough enough in my rejection. In that case, I promise you that I will completely shut them down from here on.” Ines murmured in response. The two shared a lengthy, quiet embrace without exchanging another word. Until at one point, Solomon's phone rang. It was Jonathan calling. The moment Solomon picked up, Jonathan reported, “Sir, I found the footage, I’ll send it over right now.” “Alright.” Solomon hung up. Soon after that, he received the video from Jonathan. Upon checking its contents, his eyes widened.

Shadows flickered over the walls like breathing things. “Sit,” Adrian said. Theo obeyed. His heartbeat was too loud in his ears. Adrian walked around the desk, picking up Theo’s old paper — the same one from that night — and placed it in front of him. “Read the first paragraph aloud.” Theo hesitated. “Now?” “Now.” He began reading, voice low, uneven. His words trembled in the quiet, but Adrian didn’t interrupt. He only leaned closer, each word seeming to pull him nearer until Theo could feel the professor’s breath against his cheek.

If so, I don’t ever want to wake up. “Ah, almost forgot,” Theo murmurs, reaching into his pocket. He pulls out his phone, bringing up my playlist and hitting shuffle. ‘Born to Run’ by Bruce Springsteen starts playing as he slides it back into his pocket, glancing sideways at me and waggling his eyebrows. “Gotta have our soundtrack.” I smile, snuggling into his chest as I take in the view on our ride to the top. Our soundtrack. “So how’d you pull this off for a second time?” I ask, amusement in my voice.

He gave us solace, a life of difference. We don’t have to measure our breathing, listening to footsteps or wonder when our next meal will be coming through the sole door that’s our escape. We don’t have to worry about being safe or warm. No hunger or anxiety of the quiet lives within us anymore. And that’s all because of Theo. He welcomed us and accepted us even though we aren’t particularly up to par. Yet without a blink of his eye he has taken us in and given us himself and his pack. That’s why I’m striving to train with his warriors, why I’ll let Obsidian out more and why I’ll follow Theo for the rest of my days.

Without hesitation, Theo stepped forward, his voice strong and clear as he declared, "I do." His words echoed through the room, drawing the attention of everyone present. And then, in a moment that seemed to hold the very essence of sincerity, Theo began to speak. His speech was loud enough for all to hear, yet it carried a personal weight that resonated deeply with Apollo and Jolene. As Theo apologized for the problems he had caused in the past, tears welled up in their eyes, moved by his genuine remorse. "I promise to never cause any more problems for you," Theo vowed, his voice filled with conviction. "All I want is for my mate to be happy, and I can see that no one else could ever make h

The water was doing something silver and unreasonable. "Okay," I said. "This is good." "I have my moments." Theo tilted his head back against the seat and looked at the sky through the windscreen. Through the bond I felt him — easy and warm and something else underneath, something that had been building for a while. "Audrey." "If you say later I'm pushing you into the ocean."