Blood Echoes Book Novels & Stories

" With that, Carter steadied Jodie by the waist and walked toward the door. Staring down at the mess scattered across the floor, I called out for the housekeeper, Hilda Lukasiak. The mansion, however, stood in eerie silence. With a sigh, I carefully picked up the shattered porcelain bowl and tossed the pieces into a nearby trash bin. Just then, a flash of lightning split the night, followed by a thunderclap that rattled the walls. Startled, I collapsed to the floor. In my panic, I tried to get to my feet, but my hand struck the jagged porcelain, leaving deep cuts along my palm. Taking a moment to steady my breath, I scrambled for my phone and called the family doctor, Frank O'Connor.

He whispered to himself and he got up from the bed to go brush his teeth, he stared at his reflection in the mirror, he didn't look so bad, neither did he look like he was sick but he knew there was a time bomb over his head and it might explode anytime soon, he felt it while he made love to Jordan, the adrenaline rush had made his heartbeat uneven and he had struggled to keep his breath. "You are dying," He said to his reflection but it just stared back at him, he realized the annoying voice in his head had been silent for days, maybe he took the bait and died first because it would have been nagging him right now if it was still alive "Bro, I am very much here, don't push your luck, I am n

This is me. I look down at my hands. A black, swollen web of veins crawls up my arms and neck. My eyes and my throat burn as I bleed from them. I stand up and the inferno grows. The shadows scream and shriek. The spirits that follow me soon echo the Darkness. Alora. Alora. Alora. Iphigenia. Iphigenia. Iphigenia. "Alora!" Hendrick makes the fatal mistake of catching my attention, "Stop!"

“Why does every strange thing has to begin with me meeting you that night?” Hazel took a pause and she moved her eyes to look at Echo. As if communicating with their minds, Echo nodded and walked behind the desk in the room before pulling something out. When she walked back and handed it to Hazel, Amber saw that it was a book. Hazel placed the book on the table which divide them and she said, “That night you came to see me...” “Yes, you casted a sort of spell on me and made me live in two bodies or so,” Amber said before she could complete what she was saying.

Libro Vitae whispered its voice harmonious. "Libro Vitae, please show me where Alastair is hiding," I asked. The book hummed in response. Libro Vitae became warm in my hands. The cover opened, pages flipped continuously until they suddenly stopped. The words on the page jumped off the paper, floating into the air, wrapping themselves around me. In a blink of an eye, I was pulled into the book. Light flooded my vision. Every sound echoed around me. Voices raced past me, speaking in riddles. Some shouting, screaming, others a dull whisper. Libro Vitae's voice became louder as I watched the trees form around me.

The moment he called her name on phone, her whole body went through different shivers. Dissimilar bit similar feelings were flowing through her nerves. She doesn’t have words for them…she wanted to comprehend such feel…but was failed. Her heart was in turmoil but with sweetness. Her mind was blank and her body was numb…after few seconds of pause, she again heard his voice…calling her name again.

, he said with a soft and low voice as his face lit up with an amused grin. “Please", I replied, trying to act calm but my heartbeat kept quickening, you could hear the sound of my breath. He stared at me for a moment, “Okay, as you say”, he said as he turned away and left. I took a deep breath, “ What is wrong with me”, i murmured as I quickly pressed against my chest, feeling the rapid heart beat beneath. I hesitated for a moment before following him. ************

“It’s late.” “I~~I can’t sleep.” She mumbled. “I want to check on Hannah’s cats.” Echo thought for a while. “Hannah’s not home.” He said as he opened the door to his unit. “You are free to stay for a while. I have books that I can lend.” She hesitated. But maybe the Echo was different from others. He won’t do something crazy to her, right? Like any other man. “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you. You are free to get out anytime. You know my code and locks.”

Cassia, her pendant resonating with the harp's energy, said, "The echoes are leading us here. This place holds significance." Inside the hall, murals depicted scenes from their journey—battles fought, alliances forged, and the very moment they had stood against the Harbinger. Liora, tracing her fingers over the murals, whispered, "It's as if the echoes are etched into the walls." Malachi, his gaze fixed on an ancient tome, remarked, "This book—it chronicles our exploits, but there are entries that never occurred in our reality." Elysia, her connection to the void tingling, stepped forward. "The echoes aren't just memories; they're threads of untold tales, possibilities that diverged from our

Day Thirty. The drive back to the Sterling estate was a suffocating descent into inevitability. Outside the Maybach, the storm continued to batter the city, but the real tempest was inside the cabin. The privacy partition was raised. Silas sat so close to me that the damp wool of his trench coat brushed against my arm. He didn't speak. He just held my hand, his long fingers interlaced tightly with mine, his thumb stroking my racing pulse point with a rhythmic, hypnotic possessiveness.