Gallows Born Book Novels & Stories

The fake in Hawthorn’s wishing well is nothing compared to this. “That’s it,” Damon murmurs. “Yeah.” My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. We’ve come so far. Is it really this close? Or am I staring at some kind of illusion? I speed up, taking the stairs two at a time. The group’s footsteps ring out behind me, but then there's a new noise. A scuffling. A bump. A yell. Elena screams, and there are shouts. I whirl around just in time to see Hank falling through the air, his arm outstretched.

I said, not wanting to give in to his condition. Because I knew he would want to talk about the twins, and I was far from ready for that. I couldn’t… I couldn’t lose them to Gallahan. The same Gallahan who still ruthlessly tortured humans in the dungeons of his father’s castle under the pretext that the captured were all heartless creature hunters. The same Gallahan who still thought bloody violence was the best kind of justice to serve. Just thinking of my sweet Calisto and Gillian growing up around and near such brutal cruelty made my blood curdle.

I had four days left before the poison consumed my organs entirely. All I wanted was to spend whatever time I had left with the woman I loved, but I could not reach her. The next day, I learned that Enzo Marchetti, the first love she had never forgotten, had returned from overseas. "Let's get divorced. The love of my life is back." I clutched my chest as a searing pain tore through it. "I'm at the family hospital. I've been poisoned. The doctors won't let me leave.” Her voice turned sharp and cruel. "I don't care if you're poisoned or dying. Even if you drop dead the next second, you need to come back and sign the papers." The last trace of warmth inside me went cold. I answered calmly,

The life that is marked with their sin, yet an innocent one who deserves to live. “A taboo and your sin. Your three and this loops sibling sure holds the sin unlike any other.” Walking away as she enters a black hallowed space that is just open for her. She steps right and immediately inside as she cut in between that chronological time of the first loop and unto the hidden mark, where Jane finds the forbidden book and opens the gate of His, as her voice echoes reading the book title. “DEATH REINCARNATE.”

Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.

I'll make sure you're kept fed and clothed. With a frown, she snapped, "What are you waiting for? Apologize now!" The guards and medics closed in, making sure I could not bolt. Rebecca's relentless pressure had been a bitter pill, and my pride was at stake. However, I knew that once someone was in a mental hospital, they might as well kiss the outside world goodbye. So, swallowing the disgrace, I bent over. As I was gearing up to say I was sorry, I felt a pair of strong hands steady me.

Actually, I found out the truth on my birthday when I saw you all celebrating Dylan's birthday at the villa with my own eyes. "Was I just some kind of joke to you? I worked until I only slept three to four hours a night to help you buy back what you claimed was a mortgaged villa. I often didn't even have time to eat, and basically gave myself brain cancer. "But the money I earned with my life ended up becoming Dylan's birthday present, a set of luxury car keys. "Are you curious how I got into the Bennett residence that day? Because I really believed I'd killed Mom and Dad, and before I could buy the house back, I wanted to see what the home they'd once lived in looked like.

I sighed wistfully, placing my hand over my heart. “Right,” She agreed, flipping the page in her upside-down book without looking at it. “It just broke my heart when the guards showed up at the end to arrest him, and it was discovered that she had been dead the whole time. Her neck had snapped at the gallows.” I said, waiting for Nova to respond, but she just hummed as she continued to scan the area through the window. “Doesn’t that just rip your heart out and make you want to find a man like that? Dedicated to you, even in your hardest times?” I asked deadpanned this time.

Enduring the headache, I identified the spot and pointed toward the east. Ryan glanced at me. Something flashed in his dark gold eyes. "Continue." He named several more constellations. We continued like this, him naming each one while I indicated its positions from memory. When I lost focus again due to the sharp pain and failed to respond, the sparks at Ryan's fingertip quietly faded. After a long silence, he suddenly spoke. His voice was deep and calm, yet it made my blood run cold. "Alice, regarding that diagnostic bone tablet from the healer under your pillow—the one that says your wolf was born fractured and your life will be short—how long do you intend to keep it a secret?"

The room was immediately illuminated and it looked more like a bedroom than an abandoned garage. Williams brought his fingers to a rest and the music faded away. He tapped his index finger on his lap five times and arose from the white stool he sat on. He walked out of the corner and took the navy blue brief case that sat on edge of the bed. He glanced at his wristwatch and adjusted his tie repeatedly like he was trying to buy time. The tall black door of the room swung open and presented a foot clad with shiny black shoes. It belonged to the man Williams was expecting, Mario Gaines. He stepped in right on time.