Godric's Hollow Mga Nobela at Kwento

***** Amon. Godric widened his eyes and didn't know what happened to him. He only remembered that he was standing in Amon's ruined tomb and that a glistening light came up from the angel statue, which robbed him of his view. But the scene had suddenly changed before his eyes. Now the young priest no longer found himself in front of the destroyed statue of the unknown angel, but stood in an open field. Under his feet was dusty ground and the view of the vacant land was barren. Godric stood on a hill, at first thought it belonged to the mountain of the gods, but he was wrong. In front of him there were no houses, no village, and no monastery to be seen anywhere. It was like leaving him in an u

Then a group of winged faeries suddenly came. Esdras shook his head. But he couldn’t hide his surprise when the stars in the sky moved. Even Airoh was astounded. They both realized that Alberich could control the stars. But the drawback was high. His magic was drained. Gigantic rocks started to fall at a rapid rate. The prince of Gwiazda fell unconscious, Blythe protected him from the falling debris from the sky.

His father, Theron—the beautiful, ruthless God King who had ruled for centuries—was also losing the battle against his own searing desire. Everyone expected me to throw myself into Cassius’s arms. But this time, I gathered my skirts, strode past him, and sat right on the God King’s lap. ... "This is bad, Selene! The arrow's poison is burning through the Prince's sanity!" The High Priestess’s panicked voice rang in my ears. I broke into a cold sweat. My chest tightened. The agony of being torn apart by wild magic was still seared into my bones. The horrible image of my two babies crying out in divine fire still haunted my eyes.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

He pressed his forehead to hers. “Then let’s make sure we survive long enough to do it.” The Hollow Speaks One Last Time At dawn, the ground trembled. Not violently. But purposefully. The Hollow opened a path—roots pulling back, moss retreating. And at the end of that path stood a gateway. Taller than the trees. Formed from crystalized flame and petrified shadow. Imara turned to them. “This is where I leave you.” Serena stepped forward. “What’s through there?”

The glow flared, swallowing the dark. Behind her, Derek shouted, “What the hell—” The temple shivered. The ground beneath her feet hummed. Elara’s eyes widened. Forgotten magic breathed awake.

“…just not in this life.” A deep crack echoed through the clearing. The silver circle split open. Stone stairs emerged from beneath the earth, descending into darkness untouched by time. A warm current of air drifted upward. It carried the scent of cedar. Wildflowers. Rain. Home. The Warden stepped aside. “The Hollow recognizes its blood.” He looked at me. “The Queen must decide.” Killian immediately moved beside me. “You think I’m letting you walk into a place none of us understands alone?” A faint smile touched my lips despite everything.

But those are just the stories people are willing to say out loud. The truth is worse. If the wards fall, the Hollowing will devour this town from the inside out. And Raven is the only one who can stop it. She disappears upstairs with Emily, and I finally let out the breath I’ve been holding since she stepped out of that car. Mom steps beside me. “You felt it, didn’t you?” I don’t answer. She doesn’t need me to. Her voice softens. “She’s the one, Noah.” I close my eyes. “I know.”