Welcome To The Void Novels & Stories

“Taste, look, smell, enjoy. Live, live for real. Enjoy your own company and when you feel ready to talk to someone, know that the world is full of people interesting. One will appear. "Does this thing really work for you?" This The Universe Will Give You... thing? “Always, but you have to be open to the messages he sends you. Open doors, open roads, possibilities, opportunities. Sometimes you walk through a door thinking that will take you to one place and suddenly you see yourself in another completely different; however, this is the right place to be. “F-okay,” I replied doubtfully. "He brought me Mark," she said smugly.

It guided me, the way a current guides a swimmer who knows how to float. “Where are you?” I asked. “I am everywhere you are,” the Void replied. “And nowhere you can touch.” “Good,” I said. “That means this is working.” There was a pause, longer this time. Then the pulse slowed, deepened, becoming heavier, more deliberate. “You believe you have won,” the Void said. “No,” I replied softly. “I believe I have delayed you.” “Delay is not mercy.” “It is when the alternative is annihilation.”

"Stop it! I yelled, but all the whispers did was laugh, cruelly and icily. Although my legs felt like Jello, I made myself stand. The earth under me was a moving, unending vacuum with grey and black swirling together, unlike anything I had ever seen. Only the strange glow of the vigils on my arms was visible; there was no sky or light. "Where am I? I whispered as I glanced around. A figure, towering and human-like but covered in darkness, stepped out of the shadows. Even though its face was smooth and featureless, I could still feel its eyes probing me. Its voice was sweet and deep, like honey mixed with poison, and it whispered, "Welcome to my realm." With my heart racing, I retreated a ste

“Inside the Void, you will be tested beyond imagination. Temptation will come in many forms, visions of comfort, of love, of power. You must reject them all. There will be no food, no water, no shelter. You will not sleep, for the echoes will not let you rest. Yet still, you must endure. Survive. And prove that you are ready to become the strongest version of you. If you don't ascend, you will be consumed.” His tone softened, steady and sharp all at once. I wouldn't like… I was attracted to his voice too. “Blackcroft Initiates, speak the oath.” A heavy silence settled before he spoke again, deliberate and clear: “By will, by blood, by fate, I step into the Void.” One by one, our voices joine

"What is it?" "The Void isn't just darkness. It's a repository. Every deadie the administrators erase goes here. Their consciousness doesn't disappear. It's stored. Dissolved. Turned into whispers and faces and hands that try to drag others down." She moved closer. "It's where you go when you're terminated. When you fail. When you break the rules one too many times." "That's cruel," Brady said. "That's efficient. At least from the administrators' perspective." Kara looked at the ocean. "They don't waste anything. Not even erased consciousness."

Amos's POV - Inside the Void The Void is worse than I imagined. There's no light, no sound, no sense of direction. Just endless darkness pressing in from all sides, trying to tear my soul apart. Whispers echo around me—voices of the dead, souls that got lost here and never escaped. They claw at my light, trying to drag me down into oblivion with them. "Mira!" I shout into the darkness. "Mira, where are you?" No response. Just the hungry whispers getting louder.

Damn woman. “*voice of a man*[what the fuck? You’re married??]” Yes she is the fuck! “Elexier, uhm, can I call you back later? I have something important to do. I promise I’ll call you back. Bye!” *phone beeps*

My eyes wandered to a void as I felt this weird hollowness in my chest, a feeling that had been with me since forever. All I felt was this void, this grey that lived within me. A sigh escaped me, as I circled the rim of the hot mug, the piping hot americano giving off a bittersweet smell that filled my senses with a feeling of warmth. A dried rose lied idly at the corner of the round table, the mellifluous hum of the rain ringing in my ears like a beautiful melody.

The Void. The name settles into my bones like frost. It is not a creature. Not a wolf. Not a god. It is something older. Something that existed before the moon cast its first silver light across the world. Something that has been waiting. I stand in the war room, the map spread before me, the new mark on my wrist pulsing with an unfamiliar rhythm. The Watchers' mark is silver. The Unseen's mark is shadow. This new presence, the Void, leaves no mark. It leaves only absence. A hole where something should be.

"Hello, we've detected unusually high spending on your account. Some transactions are currently in a pre-authorized state and have not yet officially settled. May I confirm if these were made by you?" My tone was apathetic. "No. Freeze all accounts under my name immediately." … Early the next morning, the Crosses slipped away without so much as a goodbye, avoiding me as if they were dodging trouble. Even though I had been unwell and suffering from dizziness the night before, not a single wolf bothered to check on me. I slept fitfully the entire day, and when I finally woke up, my whole body still felt incredibly weak. My phone kept buzzing with notifications as Rita kept posting updates on I