Echoes Of Angmar Novels & Stories

“Do you know what breaking the bond means for an Alpha? I’ll lose the chance to ever find a true mate, to ever complete a true marking…” “I’ve thought it through,” I said coldly. “This is what I’ve wanted from day one. True freedom.” Scott closed his eyes in pain. “If this is your choice…” “It is,” I said firmly. I closed my eyes, clutched the amulet, and called out to the Moon Goddess. A silvery white light descended from the sky, enveloping me. “Child,” the Goddess’s voice echoed in my mind, “are you sure you want to do this?”

She still wanted our bond even after everything that I had done to her. It was as if the universe was listening to my thoughts or some shit because I heard my voice echoing in the auditorium. “You’ll fight me until you can’t. And when you finally break, when you surrender—I’ll be there to show you what all of my whores like. You’ll be begging me not to stop. You’ll beg for my dick like a good little bitch. Who knows? Perhaps I’ll give you a taste.”

Sarah screamed as a burst of crimson light erupted from the ground beyond the ridge. They turned toward it, toward the source. John gasped, clutching his head. The spirits wailed in chorus. David watched, smiling. “It’s happening. You’ve opened the gate.” Sarah held John upright. “Don’t let her in.” The woman lifted a hand. The Echoes moved again this time not in rage, but reverence. They bowed before her. Callen’s face drained of color. “She’s... claiming them.” “No,” John whispered. “They’re not hers to command.”

His voice was barely audible, and his body shook like a leaf as he struggled to maintain his composure. "GET OUT!" The man yelled, his voice echoing through the room. "Leave now, or I'll kill you!" The guard quickly obeyed, stumbling out of the room. The man poured himself a glass of whiskey and took a sip. His eyes stayed fixed on the door, as if waiting for the guard to return. Suddenly, his face twisted with rage. "I'll find you!" He snarled, his voice low and menacing. "You can't escape me. I'll make you pay for running away." His eyes blazed with anger, and his face contorted in fury.

Isabella murmured, her hand instinctively reaching for the dagger at her side. Alexander nodded, his eyes scanning the darkness. “Stay close.” A shadowy figure emerged from the trees, and Clara’s voice rang out, filled with panic. “Stay back!” “Clara!” Alexander called, stepping forward. Yet Clara raised the shining crystal, its brightness flickering dramatically. “Stay right where you are.” "I truly mean it." Her eyes were filled with terror, and her hands shook as she grasped the crystal. “Clara, it’s us here,” Isabella said softly. "We are here to assist."

He couldn’t tell which hurt more. By dawn, he reached the peak. And there it was. A door that wasn’t a door. It hovered in the air—a curtain of light that pulsed like a heartbeat, glowing softly against the black stone. Its surface rippled as though made of living glass, bending the air around it into a perfect, trembling silence. The Echo Gate. Soren’s breath caught. His pulse thundered in his ears. He reached out, trembling, but before his fingers could touch the light, the air fractured—splintering like a mirror under too much pressure.

*Echoes* My pain My sorrow Reverts back at me Like a house Without a thing. I tried filling it up with Joy And love but darkness still painted them black. Maybe I'm not meant For this; I mean Happiness and Love isn't meant for me. Sadness Darkness Is where I belong and maybe suicide would be the end of me. My thoughts are blank My thinking is blocked Echoes of my empty cobwebbed mind is all I hear. *©Gemini Pride*

“Tell me, Emmet, do you think Callum will ever wake up?” "No, Eloise." I glanced at the man in the distance, painting my image on the canvas, and smiled as I spoke. “From now on, I don’t need to hear any more news about him. I’ve found my happiness again.”

The sky above the Andes didn't just change color; it changed density. The "Mirror-Chrome" vessel of the Overseers hung over Sovereign City like a drop of liquid mercury, perfectly still and terrifyingly silent. As the ship descended, it emitted a Sub-Harmonic Hum—a sound that didn't enter through the ears, but through the DNA itself. It was the "Source Code" calling back the fragments of the Primal Strain. The Bio-Reclamation Field "They're siphoning us," Elara gasped, clutching the lab table as her veins began to glow with a sickly, fluorescent gold.

She shivered slightly. Something about that dream felt… too real. Too close. And somewhere far away… on the edge of a cliff… silver eyes watched the dark forest below. The man smiled faintly. “Run while you can, little Echo. I’ll find you eventually.” Because he could still feel the Echo. And now that it had awakened… he knew exactly where to find her.