World War Z Audiobook Cast By Chapter Novels & Stories

Would they ever be free? Or was this their life now? A never-ending war. The Last Stand The ground jolted as the first explosion detonated outside. Victor’s voice was tight over the comms. “They’re here.” And I will make sure you pay, Maya thought angrily, clenching her fingers tightly around the gun in her grip. Zane stepped next to her, his presence solid, grounding. His silver eyes shifted to meet hers. “Are you ready?”

The deafening noise of the outside world was instantly muffled. "Take us home, Silas," Lucian commanded, his voice raw with exhaustion as he leaned back against the grated bulkhead, pressing a heavy hand against his bleeding ribs. "To the children." The stealth chopper violently banked, lifting flawlessly off the concrete and tearing into the pitch black sky above the dead city. Zara sat beside Lucian, resting her head against his solid, unyielding shoulder. The apocalyptic tension finally began to drain from her core. The corporate war was over. The Archangel was broken. The quarantine was lifting.

I place my hand on my right ear to listen properly. { Mr. D, can you hear me?} Hearing Zulu's voice I smile, she finally learns how to mind link me. { I am listening} {Good, I will take it that you have heard about the Norman army } { sure have } { what about Ava, do you know her location} Frowning I look at Chase but of course, they don't get me, since Zulu and I are talking through our minds { I sent her to the eastern empire, where else will she be?}

I heard Zane's voice in my head I smiled looking at him. "I now present to you, your king and Queen and your betas!!" roars of cheers echoed loud as everyone was up on there seats clapping. All the Alphas, Lunas and Betas from all over the world had come to witness us being crowed as the new leaders and it was the perfect thing in the world. __________________________ Hi y'all just like I promised ten chapters in a day. This is were the book ends though their is still an epilogue Please do tell me your thoughts about this book by leaving a review. Your feedback is greatly appreciated Much love from yours truly Milagros faiyth♡♡♡☆☆

Kael’s voice rang out, precise and commanding: “Alpha King… it begins. The Shadow’s master and the ancient forces have started their march. Every ally must be ready. Every defense must hold.” Ethan’s silver eyes glowed, scanning the horizon. Soldiers lined the walls, creatures readied themselves, Raven’s blade hummed with power, and Lucian hovered overhead. “This is the storm we’ve prepared for,” Ethan whispered, energy pulsing through his veins. “And we will meet it together. No hesitation. No doubt. No fear. We are never alone.” Above the sanctuary, the rising sun broke through the darkness, casting silver and gold across the battlements. The Shadow’s master had begun the final march—and t

The energy surging through the both of us. The green glow spread throughout the camp, and the sound of teeth and claws stopped, giving way to only silence. Dante and I stepped forward. All eyes were on us. I saw Hazan, his eyes wide with shock and Javier was just as surprised. “We want this war over!” I bellowed, shaking the very foundation of the battlefield. My eyes burned on Javier and Hazan. They had lost. Their time of reckoning was now. ~~~ I watched as they were led away in chains. Hazan glared at me, but Robert pushed him along, and Javier followed behind.

Alpha Killian and others couldn't move so much as their eyelids to full expansion when a big furious wolf popped out of God-knows-where and catapulted the commander with one of his forefeet faraway on the cold ground. He growled on his mouth before pressing his snout in his big wobbly belly and pried out a chunk of meat, causing the alpha and his officials an acute paralysis. They could only gawk with utter disbelief, their color turning chalk-white and heart thrumming at a brutal rate in their chest as their brains shrieked, 'Zavier is here! The haunting Hunter is here!' Tbc... Trust me, writing a chapter takes a lot of hard work. And when your response is limited, it is not motivating at a