Echoes From The Past Book Novels & Stories

The echoes are still there, waiting, and they’ll be louder than ever when we return. 🖤 Echoes of Ruin resumes January 1st.

The sharp edges dug into my palm, cutting deep. A raw, bleeding pain spread through my hand—sharp and relentless. The sharp night wind howled, and the shifting light and shadows before me blurred, distorting time and space. For a moment, it felt like I was slipping into a hallucination—a crack in reality where the past and present tangled together. And suddenly, I was fifteen again. My parents had never cared for me. I didn’t even get a cake for my birthday. But Pierse had placed a small wooden box on the stone table in his yard.

On our eighth anniversary, my boyfriend, Liam Daniels, dragged me along to plan his marriage proposal. That exact morning, my pregnancy test came back positive. Outwardly, I teased him for ruining the surprise. Privately, I called everyone I knew to brag. My parents wept over the phone, saying time flew by too fast. My best friend, Mia Kyle, promised to beat him up if he ever stepped out of line. Even my older sister, Sarah Davis, choked up, swearing she would be there no matter how busy work got. On the big night, I wore the white dress Liam bought me. When I stepped into the venue, I realized the proposal had been transformed into a full wedding reception. I watched Liam Daniels

I could hear my own heartbeat echoing off the walls. And something else. Whispers. Low and soft, just beyond understanding. They tugged at the edges of my mind, never loud enough to grasp, but too persistent to ignore. “Can you hear them?” I whispered. Killian’s jaw was tense. “Yes.” Maeve clutched her book tighter. “Voices of the past. This place is a tomb, but also a memory. The Elders... they bound their spirits to the stone.” “Why?” Lira asked.

The First Heir whispered only one word. “Echoes.” (Adrian’s POV) No. Not yet. She shouldn’t hear them yet. The Echoes only appear when the heir reaches critical fracture instability. And if the Echoes awaken fully— the previous lives begin bleeding together. (Aria’s POV) Memories slammed into me violently. Not one life. Many. Too many. Silver eyes. Different faces. Different names. But always the same ending. Love. An Alpha. Blood. Death. I fell to my knees screaming.

Valerie’s POV The sound beyond the fractured doorway was almost impossible to follow. It wasn't footsteps. It wasn't machinery. It resembled the slow turning of countless pages inside an enormous book, each one sliding over another with quiet precision. The noise spread through the archive rather than approaching from a single direction, as though the walls themselves had begun remembering something they were never meant to hold. Valerie remained still. Her fingers tightened around the Origin book, now nothing more than a volume of blank pages.

3 Natasha's eyes gently fluttered open, casting their gaze upon the familiar surroundings of her room. She found herself in a state of bewilderment, wondering what had transpired prior to her awakening. Just then, Mr. P entered the room, holding a steaming cup of coffee, which he carefully placed on the nearby stool. "Wah, wah... what happened, Mr. P?" she inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity and confusion. "What happened? You don't remember?" he responded, his tone filled with concern.

But Deacons hand kept me anchored. My mind went slowly blank as I stopped in a dark room. a voice whispering in the dark corners kept me in place. "Hello?" I asked into the void, "Anyone there?" I asked, secretly hoping no one would whisper back to me. "Agapitos." A feminine voice rang back. It sounded so familiar but I couldn't quite place it. The room grew darker but smoke started to fill the floor. I shook with fear as the feminine voice came.closer repeating the same word. over and over again.

She is coming back after 2 years. Although Mrs. Lee was also waiting for her, she is the daughter of her best friend Kalen Beck, who was resting in the heavens now. They were family friends too. But 10 years ago Mrs. Kalen & Mr. Orson Beck lost their lives in an accident and left their daughter Reese Beck with them.

And now, with the shadows of the past knocking again, she knew The Echo Project had to rise faster, stronger, and more fearlessly than ever before. But part of that work had already begun—The Echo Project. The spark of something bigger, something lasting. She thought again of the sketches on her desk, the notes scribbled in the margins about mentorships, scholarships, and community residencies. That wasn’t just a side mission—it was the future. And now, with the shadows of the past knocking again, she knew The Echo Project had to rise faster, stronger, and more fearlessly than ever before. [End of Chapter 40]