Village Of The Damned Book Novels & Stories

“Gavyn was forcing Fabian’s hands by using every trick he could from the ancient book.” My brows knitted in confusion. “What ancient book are you talking about?” The hairs on the back of my neck rose. There is only one book that I knew Warlocks possessed, but Fabian is guarding it with his life. That book is dangerous. It was not called The Book of Damned for nothing. The Book of the Damned contains powerful dark magic spells and is considered the most potent record of dark magic. If it fell into the wrong hands, who knows what may happen?

Around them, the blizzard grew even stronger and the wind howled through the hill like the beginning of creation. The figure suddenly jerked open its palm and the swirl of black mist under its hand charged towards the village like a beast possessed, taking the lives of everyone below, big and small. There would be no survivors. Come morning, outsiders would come to find mummified corpses of the villagers’ bodies, there would be no spirits lingering around for their souls would be forever be trapped within the abyss where there was nothing but eternal damnation. ***

But before I left for good, I looked at her over my shoulder and said, “Remember what I said. If we ever meet again, I won’t let you live.” ° ° ° ° ° ° ° I took a deep, calming breath before I inserted the key and unlocked the Book of the Damned. The second I heard the click sound, there was an earthquake. Or at least, I’d thought it was an earthquake until I realized that everything else inside my room was staying perfectly still except for the book and my hands that were holding it. The book was shaking, and I feared that it would burst at any moment. Luckily, the shaking ceased after a few minutes and the cover of the book swung open, revealing the first page.

Dolly and her best friend Chesa go on a trip to visit the enchanted river, unaware of the strange happenings in the community living close to it. What will happen if their quest for paradise leads to desperate attempts to survive? and will they ever return home from the nightmare? Black River– Apocalypse Uprising will be centered on a new region and new characters. Can you guess where it will be? It will lead to the conclusion of this book. Can you guess how its finale will end and what the second book of the series will look like?

Hazel dismounted, her boots crunching against the blackened ground as she surveyed the devastation. The survivors were huddled together near a makeshift tent, their faces pale and hollow with fear. Damon approached the group, his expression grim as he crouched to speak to an elderly woman who appeared to be their leader. “What happened here?” he asked, his voice low but commanding. The woman’s hands trembled as she clutched a rosary around her neck. “They came out of nowhere,” she whispered. “Shadows... moving like they were alive. They tore through the village, killing anyone who crossed their path. It was as if they were searching for something.”

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

Leaving Blackthorn At the shattered main gates where the nightmare had begun, the three survivors paused. Kael looked back at the ruined campus — smoke rising, bodies everywhere, the place that had once been his entire world. “Everything I knew is gone,” he said quietly. Serena took his hand. Damien took the other. “Then we make a new world,” she whispered. They stepped through the broken gates into the outside world. The City of the Damned The highway leading into the city was a graveyard of abandoned cars, overturned trucks, and corpses. Fires burned unchecked in the distance. The once-bustling metropolis of Eldridge City was now a silent tomb under a blood-red sky.

The previous man who had taken me out of the car came to take out once again. There is a time in one’s life that everything finally registers and they see things as they are, that time came for me sooner than I could decipher. And I just let the man drag me, all my willpower gone, lost, vanished. The trembling from the tragedy stopped, the tears ceased and I came undone seeing black once more but not before I see the car blowing up in flames. Icing on the cake. AUTHOR’S POV A week later “Jeremy!!! Jeremy!!! you can’t leave me. No, no, no!!” El screamed in her sleep.

a bookshop. No sign. Just books visible through the window. Stacked without system, the specific beautiful chaos of someone who had been accumulating them for years and had stopped pretending organization was possible. Eve looked at it through the windscreen. "She's inside," Vessa said. "Does she know we're coming," Eve said. "No," Vessa said. "If she knew she'd run." Damian looked at Eve. Eve looked at the bookshop. At the warm light through the window. At the chaos of spines visible from the street. At the life a woman had built in a small village four hours from everything she'd once been.

The door closed shut and the lighted candles got brighter. “A few of our spies discovered a demon energy at the southern city,” the high priestess announced. “And you all know the rules. What are they?” “Slay all demons! Have no mercy! Banish the evil from our sights!” We blurted. “Good,” she said calmly, and took a step down the podium. “We can't let them live. Which is why I will be sending one of you to the southern city.” The other women and I turned to look at each other. No one wanted that. It was filled with wolves and dark witches.