Call Of The Void Book Novels & Stories

I have now come to the end of book one of my Cursed by the gods series. It has been a long journey I'm not gonna lie. I lost commitment along the way of writing this book, lost inspiration, even changed the plan I initially had for it. I am really glad that I got to finish it and if you stayed till the end I just want to say thank you for even choosing this book in the first place. I will start with the second book as soon as possible and do my best to make that one better. I hope I have been able to tell you a good story dear readers and once again I thank you for reading Cursed by the gods. Thank you.

Seems like they want to make fun of me so I decided to finish my coffee faster and ask them to our first destination. The Family History Library. You see why I am in this place called Las Vegas? Because once upon a time, when I am so desperate to see Arianne and was in a very broken state because of her betrayal, I acted impulsive and reckless. I get to be with a girl I never know that much, fucked her all day and marry her at nightime.

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon

I trembled with genuine fear for the first time since my arrival to that nightmarish kingdom. “Well, well, princess,” Prince Vogel purred with the same sultry tone I noticed with Abigail, Luthias, and Geo, “It’s indeed a pleasure to finally meet you. I have been most eager for this moment, I assure you.” A surge of energy shot through me when he placed his hands on my shoulders. His lips were cold and dry when he pressed them against each of my cheeks. I had no idea what he was, but I guessed he wasn’t a mutant-vampire. Since Sybil made a point of emphasizing my marriage to him would prevent a war, my guess was reaffirmed. Could he be part of the New World Order? I’d heard they possessed

And the silence in his head was gone. The buzzing was back. But this time... it wasn't just static. It was a voice. Finally, the Void whispered in his mind. I missed you. End of Chapter 34

I tightened my hold on Kaelen's hand, my voice clear and unshaken. "We are the balance you can never erase." The Void Lord's void aura exploded outward. The ultimate clash between balanced light and endless nothingness… was about to ignite.

Inside the sanctum's bowels: void-altar central in a cavernous hall, Kael bargaining spectral with maw-entities—horrific voids gaping eyeless, tendrils writhing as blood coerced dripping from chained covens overhead, wretched figures suspended in shadow-vines, their whimpers feeding the appetite deliberate, shadows writhing like lovers in agony on the stone floor, twisting in ecstatic torment. We emerged diad-united from the veil—flames storm glowing blinding violet, arcs lashing out to illuminate the horror. “Bargains exposed—your twisted pacts end now,” I countered, violet inferno surging hot, bond pressure pinning Kael mid-incant, his void-eyes widening in shock and fury, incantation falt

NATALIE. “I believe she is possessed by Void.” You have got to be kidding me. “Void?” I ask. “Are you sure?” “Yes, very sure,” he answers “How do you know it was him? It?” “Like I had informed you earlier, I have an immense library full of records of Void. How he works. Whom he targets. And there was also the fact that the aura I felt coming from her- him- it, was without a doubt, pure evil. And cold.”

The Void’s laughter filled the air as I stumbled, Damon catching me just in time. “Melissa!” he yelled, his voice desperate. But I couldn’t answer. The Void’s words echoed in my mind, pulling me into a spiral of doubt and fear. My sigils burned brighter, their energy spiralling out of control. Then everything became quiet. The Void’s voice sliced through the silence, soft and ominous. “The choice is yours, my chosen heir.” The world shattered around me, and darkness consumed everything.

One afternoon I found Void reading through the entries alone. The Hall buzzed quietly around him. Lantern flowers glowing. Visitors wandering between displays. Life happening. He turned another page carefully. Another story. Another arrival. Another person choosing hope despite everything. "You like it," I said. Void looked up. "I tolerate it." Lies. Transparent lies. I sat beside him anyway. The Book rested open across our laps. Hundreds of names filled the pages now. Hundreds of journeys ending and beginning simultaneously. Hope sighed contentedly. "The constellation was right."