Odyssey Novel Novels & Stories

Hello readers, I hope you are enjoying my book so far. I have been having a great time writing it and I am so happy for the views i have. I would really apprecitae if you drop your reviews. It would help me improve my book. There was this one announcement i needed to make. I will be pausing 'An Odyysey' since i got some other things going on. However, worry not, I will start publishing more chapters from September, 1st.

I hope you are too, and would be ever so humbled if you let me know what you thought of my little part two. Being able to explore my characters through their own points of view was an eye opening experience, and I hoped you loved tuning into Dalton, Kendra, and Jake's thoughts just as much as the lead's, Hollis and Whitney's. Despite this book taking five months to write, a month less than two of my other novels, "Not All Who Wander Are Lost" is by far my longest book, nearing 600 pages. I couldn't avoid it since there was so much I wanted to cover, and there are no regrets.

Between duty and desire, between destiny and defiance, I was trapped in a game I didn’t fully understand. And with the full moon rising closer with every passing hour, I knew that everything was about to change.

she explained further, staring directly at King Kenneth. Suddenly, the woman got on her feet and her eyes rolled up to her head, leaving only the clear part which began to glitter, and so did white fog form in her mouth, and from it came a strange voice, so loud and hard but it spoke with an ancient way, "She would need time but you must know that the fall and rise of Odyssey lies in the hands of your children," Queen Penelope gasped as she felt a movement in her stomach,

As she settled into her worn armchair, a steaming mug of chamomile tea in hand, she pulled out her notebook, its pages filled with her scribbled notes and interpretations of "The Odyssey." The words she had written in the library, fueled by the quiet inspiration of the space, now seemed to jump off the page, brimming with newfound meaning. She reread them, her mind buzzing with connections and insights, the intricate tapestry of Odysseus's journey weaving itself into her own life.

They only gazed into each other's eyes. Mariana's eyes flickered to his lips. The strange man noticed it too. Mariana wanted him to take the initiative and close the distance between them. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to know if his lips were as soft as they looked. She wanted to know if his fingers could make fireworks explode in her heart when he trailed them down her skin. She wanted to explore his body and memorize every part of it. Suddenly, Calliope neighed menacingly and started to thrash around. This startled Mariana and she immediately released herself from the strange man's arms.

It was a stark contrast to the vibrant sunlight that usually accompanied her studies, a testament to the urgency that had propelled her out of her slumber. The words on the pages held both familiarity and frustration. Rithanya had always been an ardent reader, devouring words with an insatiable hunger. Yet, this pursuit felt different—less like a joyful exploration and more like a grueling endeavor. The monotony of the task at hand weighed heavily on her, her eyes struggling to decipher the small text illuminated by the moon.

Maybe not all secular ideas are so bad after all. She scrolls super fast through a bunch of them. "No. No. No. Too small, too big, too gold," she utters to herself as the screen swims in his vision and forces him to glance away. There are so many. How can one person find something so small in the masses of that search? Maybe, it's not something that she can find. What if this necklace isn't of this world? His eyes gravitate to it once again. The necklace between her curves glimmers, agreeing with him. It only makes his decision official. His new self-imposed mission: find out the origin of the mysterious necklace.