Echoes Of Angmar Novels & Stories

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.

I whispered against his shoulder. "Hello my little mate." He tosses me on the bed and stares down at me with a look of masked anger. "It's time to collect what I won." His large hands grip my ankles and yank me toward him. I let out a yelp. I'm not afraid of Jared or his mate. I trust him, but right now…he seems unhinged. Angry at me for reasons I don't understand, and I can't quite tell if we're supposed to be in a scene or if he's being real.

The hangar did not merely hold a ship; it held a judgment. As Leo, Ace, and Luna stepped toward the rising pedestals, the air in the cavernous chamber thickened with a static charge so potent it made the fine hairs on my arms stand upright. The silver-black hull of the Starfang Ark groaned—a deep, resonant sound like a prehistoric whale song echoing through the very marrow of the mountain. It was the sound of something ancient waking up and realizing it was finally, after centuries of silence, being called to hunt.

A sound of distress. Anya met them at the edge of the village, her face etched with a new worry. “You’re back,” she said, her relief palpable. “We have a problem. It’s the Echo Valley.” Liora’s heart sank slightly. The Echo Valley was a place of breathtaking beauty, a deep basin where sound was known to ripple and multiply, creating a natural symphony. It was a place of celebration, where communities gathered to share news and music. “What’s happened?”

Then the anger. It was like living in the eye of a storm that never truly moved on — quiet for a moment, until the wind picked up again.

You can't talk to her like that. I glared at him icily before kicking him right in the abdomen. "You have no right to speak to me." I lifted my leg, about to kick him again. When he cowered and curled up, Gemma finally reacted. She went up to protect him and yelled, "Enough with this madness! At least Zack is still alive! Howard has been tormented by guilt for so many years that he now has serious depression. You can't blame him." Their entire act disgusted me.

“Show me how much you missed me today.” Mara’s voice was eager. “Yes, sir. I’ve been dripping since lunch.” As Marcus groaned in pleasure, Elias made his choice. He pushed the door open and stepped inside. Both heads snapped toward him. “Elias?” Mara gasped, eyes wide with shock. She tried to pull away, but Marcus remained buried inside her. Marcus tensed. “Bro… shit.” Elias stared at them, voice low and steady despite the storm inside. “Don’t stop.”

Things around me like the berserk air, The scary howling, I could hear nothing, it was very calm, the air with it brought the peace I felt like I'm being carried away. " Wh-why is it so dark and peaceful? Am I dead? I questioned myself. "Why not see yourself," said a powerful voice that sounded scary and enchanting. I slowly opened my eyes Under the moonlight, the first thing I saw was a mesmerizing pair of eyes gazing back at me intimidatingly, Long eyelashes, A pointed nose that looked like a decoration on his beautiful face with a slightly grown beard and hissy hair. Holy christ did he just walk out of a painting, I chewed my bottom lip and asked. "Are you an angel of death?"

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

she elbows me playfully I grabbed firm to her arm. Pulling her a little closer, my eyes darted to where Mathew stood, he glanced at me a brief smile appeared on his lip but vanished. Shifting my attention to what he was staring at, my gaze fell on Jonathan, who returned back his death stare raising a glass for a cheer in the air. "Keep your voice down Mia, please don't ruin me before the night ends" I begged her, she released giving me an assured smile. "Thank you."