Gothic Universe Edition Novels & Stories

For a second he thought about taking her with him but he had some things to settle before he cut her from her world which is not so happening and he has realised it now. He locked the windows of her bedroom and walked out, her parents room was open. He paused, stared at the open door and has noticed that Aurora always keep it locked and he is aware that her parents committed suicide in the same room. He walked inside and roamed his eyes on the dusty walls. Everything was untouched in the room, hanging photo frames, mattress on the bed and scattered books on the study table. He stepped inside, the room looked completely detached from the main house. Like it's another world in itself, the worl

he said carefully. "Third book from the left on the history shelf," she said. "Old cover. Worn smooth. There is a chapter in it about shapeshifters." She watched every muscle in his face. "Men and women who carry a second form. Who shift between human and animal. Who have gold eyes in both forms because the eyes never fully change." Silence. "Gold eyes," she said. "In both forms." Troy looked at her roses. "Interesting book," he said.

The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing. To Cassandra, it was the most beautiful handwriting she had ever seen. She felt the urge to trace her fingers over the inked pages. There were pictures of herbs, flowers, roots, and seeds. There were also diagrams and drawings of astronomy. Some of them with suns, moons, and stars, or symbols for the zodiacal constellations: two fish for Pisces, a bull for Taurus, a hunter with a crossbow for Sagittarius, and so on. Each of these had female figures arranged in two or more concentric bands. Mos

On the edges of the altar, tall candles of black wax burned steadily, their flames casting a soft, ethereal glow that lent an otherworldly aura to the surroundings. Hanging from the ceiling were clusters of brass bells, each one delicately engraved with runes and runes, their metallic chimes echoing softly as if whispering secrets of forgotten times. The bells swayed gently in the faint breeze, adding a musical undertone to the ambient sounds of the lair. They were all bare metals, they were not designed with silver nor good because werewolves hated these and could be killed by inhaling them. On the walls, shelves and alcoves displayed an assortment of fetishes and totems, animal bones, feat

His voice grew soft. "Those are the wards making you feel a certain way," I said. I felt that way, too, as if I shouldn't be here, as if I didn't belong. "Once we are inside the feeling will end," Alexis said, leading us to the castle. "Why didn't you just flash us inside?" I asked as I leaped over a sticker bush. "One cannot flash into Epic Cu," Alexis said. "It is fully protected—even from The Chosen. Silver is the un-dead equalizer."

In response to their resonance, from the center of darkness that he had buried deep within his being, images emerged that he had not called. He saw all kinds of grotesque and horrifying manifestations of death. An old woman with her tongue cut out and blood pouring from her mouth, which she tried to scream when she caught fire on a pyre. Infected necrotic tissue. Erich's cat hissing as he came to life in the supernatural moonlight. Skulls of animals completely stripped of meat by scavengers and dyed yellow by wind and sun. The last precious bubbles of oxygen escaping from the lungs of a drowning man. Viktor's own hands closing around Herwin's slim neck.

"Yes, Lucia. He is indeed that cursed man, the magical healer's son." "It is my pleasure to meet you, Lucia." "Hello." She smiled. "Anyway, we have to hurry. I already know where is Orion. One of my smoked men told me the information." "Really?" I said. She nodded. We then headed to the deepest part of the River of Flames. Lucia said it is the nest of Nerissa and where she brings the men she lures. We hid to a large stone first when we saw that there were three another monsters guarding the stone door. They were not like the tiger monsters earlier. This one has man form but the face is no human, but a monster that is really creepy. However, I know they can still manage this if we just exert

"There's a leader, a human with a twisted grin. He's holding a ancient tome, bound in black leather. The cover is adorned with silver runes, pulsing with dark energy." Rosalind's vision zoomed in on the book. "The runes are a mix of human and werewolf script. I can feel the power emanating from it, a dark and malevolent force." Cathryn's voice was grim. "That's the Order's grimoire. They've been searching for it for centuries." Rosalind's vision shifted, revealing a massive army of humans and werewolves, gathered at the edge of a city. "I see an army, Mom. They're preparing to strike, to take over the world."

The heading glaring back at me filled me with unease and curiosity. ‘The Anthology of The Deimos Curse & The Prophecy of Light and Darkness’

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"