Urban Fantasy Audiobooks Novels & Stories

Staying like this until I stand and look out over the horizon, past the forest to the vast open land below. I lift my head and rear back - I call Ruda forward and we let out our loudest howl. The Roar of an Alpha, the call of a warrior, the command of a king. The power of my wolf. This is what they will feel when they hear my call. The howl of The Forsaken Prince. For I am Hunji: The Legend. ***THE END*** ***REMEMBER I ALWAYS POST AN ADDITIONAL CHAPTER AND BONUS CHAPTER FOR THE NEXT BOOK***

I was banned from entering either Spain or the Middle East, and I had ninety-eight years before Alexis and then Athena would come for me. Despite everything that I've lost, I've gained something pretty wonderful. I have life! It isn't perfect, but it's much better than the alternative. I still have to survive a Council and then a territory meeting each week, and I have safe houses that need to be policed. Tyler and Jason are now my Angels of Death. They both healed perfectly thanks to Lycan blood. We hunt and punish Rogues, but we make time for fun as well. Just as Paul promised, he brought me life. We vacation and go out dancing. We go shopping in New York. We go to the movies. We take Juli

Birds’ chirpings meet my ears along with winds whispering through the light, flowery curtains, a figure standing tall beside the king-sized bed. I turn to my side to behold the redhead who has a facial appearance that is quite far from normal. I do not know how he knows that I am awake and thinking of the old man all these while. He may have missed the part where the only detail I know about Xaulfur is his half-Asian, half-Australian insane nature, and this person by my side does not look Asian at all.

The moment she crosses the threshold and her feet met the cool, welcoming touch of her bedroom floor, she allows herself to sink onto her bed, the cushions yielding to her weight. With a deep sense of purpose, she extends her hand towards the book nestled on her bed, cradling it tenderly. Astrid could scarcely contain her curiosity, her fingers quivering with the exhilaration of the adventure awaiting her. As she opened the book, she was instantly transported into a world as captivating as the printed pages itself, where words spun tales of Supernatural beings beyond her wildest imagination. The book unveiled a hidden realm, one inhabited by nine extraordinary entities, each with its own uni

“Do you want me to?” “God, no.” She raised her voice a little. “You all are creepy. Werewolves, werewolves listening to thoughts, oh God, what more? Flying humans?” Aurora asked, moving her hands in Jace’s face. “There are vampires, demons, witches, shapeshifters… “ “Okay, okay. That was a rhetorical question. Jeez.” Aurora replied and ran her hand through her hair. “What the hell did I get myself into?” she muttered and exhaled heavily.

"Let me know what you like to read and I'll make up a list for you." "One of the things I'm interested in is the legend of the werewolf. Do you have any good books about that?" Jamie froze in place. Werewolves? Was this some kind of weird cosmic accident? Because ever since she'd found that old book in the attic she'd been reading everything about werewolves she could get her hands on. She was rooted to the spot, her eyes locked with his strange amber ones. She stared at him and for several seconds she swore something shimmered in the air between them like electricity only stronger. Her immediate surroundings faded into a mist and only she and Mike existed.

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“Yes, please and thank you. Cream and sugar. When the coffee was on his table, he turned to me. - Thanks. - It was nothing. Good book? — Yes, I can't stop reading. He held it up so I could see the cover, which had a “dark night and stormy” of a running man. "Do you like suspense?" “Thriller and thriller, the occasional mystery. I pulled my bag from under the seat in front of me and grabbed one of the markers. from Damien. — So maybe you like this author. In these books, the adventures take place in Australia and it is a series with a police protagonist. There's a touch of the supernatural as well. He looked to either side of the marker, then nodded. - Thanks for the tip. I'll look later.

If he was coming after me, then he would have to break down two locked doors. I flipped on the shower and waited for the water to heat, trying to process what had just happened. Every woman's erotic fantasy had just come to life. I shrugged. Well, maybe not the wolf part. But walking out to the living room with a gorgeous naked man lying on the futon was... unreal. The stuff made of fantasy... or paranormal romance novels. Pushing the thought from my mind, I stripped down and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water calm me down, since I appeared to be on an adrenalin high.

Maera Voices. Murmured voices. That's all I was hearing. I wondered if I was in the afterlife, not until a sharp pain registered in my mind. I groaned as I struggled to move a bit. But the movement was impossible. I felt like a lump of stone. “It's a miracle she is still alive,” a lady voice said. “Vile wolves in these parts,” another said. “One should be careful where they venture into.” The voice sounded old, but was a woman's voice.