Hallowed Fantasy Novels & Stories

Susan 's POV: Startled by the vivid dream, I'm abruptly jolted awake. The dampness between my legs serves as a tangible reminder of how my body responds to these forbidden fantasies. I can't shake his face from my mind—those captivating eyes, those lips that brought both pleasures and torment to my senses. "This is sheer madness," I whisper in despair, seeking solace in reciting the Lord's prayer. Waking up repeatedly due to these haunting dreams has become exhausting, and I long for a reprieve.

It was a fantasy, a dream, a moment of solace in a world filled with uncertainty. The tears flowed freely, and I allowed myself to grieve for the life I had lost and the one that had become an enigma. The party continued inside, oblivious to my solitary musings, and I clung to the imaginary presence of Hayden, seeking answers and comfort in the darkness. The night wore on, and I remained in the garden, lost in my thoughts and the fantasy of Hayden's company. The secrets and mysteries of the Underworld loomed large, and I couldn't escape the feeling that the path I was on would only lead to more enigmatic revelations and unforeseen dangers.

I didn’t want to bother myself with it at the moment, so I shoved it aside. “Enzo wants me. Since you guys closed his access to quick portals, so now you have to think of a plan. You owe me that,” Hazel said, and Halle scoffed. “I am letting you slide because we are related; if not, I’d teach you how to talk to an old witch.” I groaned inwardly because the both of them didn’t seem to ever be on good terms. “Where are you?” Halle asked. “The outlands. Wastelands. Place of skulls with the ancient writing,” Hazel said to her.

He could feel the regret Of his feelings that were so set An irrevocable emotional bit Pepper Rei was the fit For his puzzled long life So he took after her To find her laying under the Hallow tree A gate to the otherworld And he could hear the nearby residents Putting up the Halloween decor A naive sensitivity looming on the survival of mankind He saw with a sinking whine Pepper Rei flaking into bits And settling into the Hallow roots And this was the moment of fear, A first for Mr. Riversane Maybe the end was very near. Trade with Death The clock was nearing midnight The fog had settled an unusual welcome to the end

Hallowed dogs recoiled, shadows shrieking as they dissolved in radiance. “It’s working!” Bain shouted, firing warded rounds at the remaining cultists. Each bullet trailed white fire. IV. The Hollow King’s Counterstrike In the heart of the abyss, the Hollow King loomed—an anti-pillar to Elias’s light. Its antlers arched wide, dripping void. “You break my veins,” it roared. “Then I will crush your veins.” A surge of anti-light rippled through the breach, nullifying wards, snuffing out Seraphina’s shield in splinters of black.

I couldn’t wait to get my first assignment and finally leave the confinements of headquarters grounds. You see the Academy was not actually on earth as such. Or at least it was but it was hidden on a different realm. Shielded from sight of those that knew nothing about us or that would do us harm by a magical force field called a ward. Only Hunters could cross the bridge that connected us from our realm to the mortal one. Seeing as we were not yet sworn in to the Hunters, we could only cross to the mortal realm with a fully fledged Hunter crossing with us, and well Darren wasn’t likely to allow me to do that. He always reminded me that what had killed my parents was still out there. And unti

“Black and White Furies? What an unusual name.” Philip frowned. Fennel responded, “They’ve gone through countless life and death battles with Hades for many years. They’re the killing machines that Hades personally developed. In the 12 Sacred Halls of the West, excluding the 12 hall masters, the strength of these two can be ranked in the top ten among the envoys.” Philip nodded at his words, and his gaze fell on Hans who was chatting with a hot girl over there. He asked, “What about in comparison to him?”

Gabriel awoke with a start, gasping for breath. That was him, the man in the dream. Slowly he released his breath, and his hand touched the tattoo on his chest. He knew his name, he'd said it in the dream. Nick. He was tall and bright, happy, laughing his head off. He was also stark naked. Gabriel closed his eyes and conjured up the sight in his dream, this beautiful, golden man, muscles as he'd never imagined, and those muscles were going to be wrapped around him. He looked like a bloody rock star!

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. All the story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. All rights reserved San 2045

The hall glittered with gold and glass, every detail screaming of status and power. Because tonight was not just my birthday— it was my engagement banquet with Caleb, the future Alpha. Yet the man who had promised me a “birthday gift”… never appeared. I stood at the edge of the hall, eyes locked on the doorway, waiting. Seven years of waiting. Seven years since my wolf had whispered the truth to me—that Caleb was my fated mate. I believed it. So much that I gave up everything. The three hundred million dollars my father left me—I poured it all into Caleb’s pack. Into his future. Into us.