Novels by Wills Onose

The tremors within the ground heightens, the echoes of dim enchantment resounding through the air as the abyss appeared to cling to Marcus's very soul. Clara bowed next to him, her heart dashing as she held his hand firmly, her eyes filled with courage and love. The chamber around them was still trembling with the aftermath of their battle, but Clara’s focus was entirely on Marcus. The curse was fighting to keep its hold on him, and she could feel the dark tendrils still embedded in his spirit.Ethan, Mariam, and Fenrik stood a few steps away, catching their breath after the battle. They traded stressed looks, knowing that this was the ultimate test. If they could break the curse, at that point everything they had battled for, all the sacrifices they had made, would not be in vain."Clara," Marcus whispered, his voice frail but unfaltering, "I do not want to leave you. I need to fight this, but I do not know if I can.""You will not fight this alone," Clara said firmly. She leaned clo

As Marcus lay recovering, Clara’s heart ached with relief, but her mind couldn’t shake the looming sense of dread. The tremors had subsided, but the darkness that had briefly returned wasn’t gone, it was hiding, waiting. The sky, once brightening with the new dawn, seemed veiled in an eerie, gray mist that swirled as though alive.Marcus slowly sat up, his body still weak from the ritual, but his eyes were clear. “Clara...,” he began, his voice hoarse.“Don’t speak,” Clara urged, gently pushing him back down. “You need to rest.”“I’m fine,” he insisted, though his strength was clearly not back. He looked into her eyes, his hand finding hers. “You saved me, Clara.”A brief, tender silence passed between them, but there was no time for it to last. Ethan stepped forward, his expression tense. “We need to move,” he said. “Whatever that was, it’s not over.”Clara nodded, and though she wanted to stay by Marcus’s side, she knew Ethan was right. The battle wasn’t done yet.The group didn’t l

The Abyss had been destroyed, but the aftermath hung heavy in the air. The void that once undermined to consume everything was now a calm, destroyed field, its perpetual obscurity supplanted with spooky silence. Clara stopped by Marcus's side, her heart pounding as she checked his beat. He was alive, barely.“Stay with me, Marcus,” she said softly, her voice breaking as she brushed his hair from his forehead. Blood seeped through his torn clothing where the claws of the void’s heart had struck him. His breathing was shallow, each rise of his chest labored and weak.Ethan and Mariam arrived at her side, their faces etched with concern. Ethan knelt beside Clara, his hands glowing faintly as he pressed them over Marcus’s wounds.“I can slow the bleeding,” Ethan said, his voice strained. “But whatever that thing did to him, it’s deep. Dark magic, he’s not healing as he should.”Mariam’s expression was terrible as she studied the scene. “We need to get him out of here now. This place still

Marcus’s hands clawed the empty air as he plummeted into the chasm, Clara’s scream echoing through the void beside him. The sensation of falling was endless, as though the darkness itself had swallowed them whole. His wolf senses heightened, desperate to find a foothold or something to grab onto, but there was nothing, only an abyss so deep and ancient it felt like the very heart of the universe.Suddenly, the fall stopped. Marcus landed with a sharp thud, rolling into a crouch as his claws scraped the ground. His vision blurred momentarily, but he could feel Clara nearby. She was alive. The connection between them was still strong, burning with the intensity of the light they had forged together in the battle above.“Clara!” Marcus called out, his voice hoarse as he forced himself to stand. He checked the harsh darkness around him. There was no ground, no sky, just a perpetual field of dark.“I'm here,” Clara's voice came from behind him, frail but consistent. She faltered toward him

Brutal tremors shook the ground beneath Marcus and Clara as they stood together, peering into the abyss from which the massive shadowy figure was emerging. Ethan, Mariam, and their allies formed a defensive ring, getting ready for the upcoming confrontation.“We’ve fought through everything,” Ethan growled, his voice tense but determined. “We’re not backing down now.”Marcus’s eyes narrowed as the towering creature loomed over them, its glowing eyes scanning the group with a malevolent hunger. This wasn’t just any shadow, this was something primal, something ancient, far beyond the darkness they had faced so far.“We broke the curse,” Clara whispered, clutching her dagger tightly. “But this... this is different.”The creature took one massive step forward, its claws tearing through the ground. The air grew colder, and a suffocating darkness fell over them. Marcus could feel the weight of the curse that had once shackled him pulling at his heart, but now, his soul burned with the fire

The world had finally begun to heal. With the heart of the void destroyed, the darkness that had plagued Marcus, Clara, Ethan, and their companions was gone. The landscapes they passed on their journey north were bright with life, forests vibrant with greens, rivers clear and sparkling. Even the air felt lighter, free from the oppressive energy that once clung to it.But for Marcus, a storm still brewed inside.As they rode towards the northern realms, Marcus’s thoughts were heavy with Clara’s words, and with the curse that bound him. Though their victory had been decisive, his battle was far from over. The curse still coiled around his soul, keeping him from fully embracing the love he felt for her. Clara, riding beside him, was determined, her gaze fixed on the horizon. She was resolute in finding a way to break Marcus’s curse, no matter the cost.Marcus glanced at her, his heart tight with a mixture of hope and fear. The thought of finally being free of being able to love her witho

As the man with the sharp silver eyes looked around the group, tension was in the air. His presence radiated authority, his every movement exuding calm menace. His eyes lingered on Lena, and she felt a chill run down her spine.“Who are you?” Lena demanded, her voice steady despite the knot tightening in her chest.The man tilted his head, a wry smile playing on his lips. “Names are for introductions, and I’m not here to be your friend.”Kaden stepped forward, positioning himself protectively in front of Lena. “You don’t belong here. State your purpose or leave.”The man chuckled, a low, mocking sound. “Bold. I like that. ButI’m not leaving. You've interfered with powers beyond your comprehension, and now there is a cost to bear."“What price?” Zara interjected, her hand already on the hilt of her blade.The man’s gaze flicked to her, amused. “Balance, of course. Something must always be given in return. Your victory wasn’t as clean as you think.”---As the stranger’s cryptic words

As the creature stood in front of them, its shape glimmering with an unearthly radiance, the room became silent. It was something caught between dimensions, a being that was both luminous and menacing, neither human nor beast. Its presence filled the sanctuary, making the air feel charged with energy.Lena tightened her hold on Kaden's hand. She felt the creature's attention enter her own essence as its eyes were fixed on her."Why is it looking at you?" Over the hum coming from the fissure, Zara's voice could hardly be heard as she muttered."I don't know," Lena said, but she had a sour sensation that this was no accident.The creature finally spoke, its voice a blend of calm and menace. “You hold the key to what lies beyond. The choices you’ve made have shaped this moment.”Lena took a shaky breath. “What do you want?”It tilted its head, studying her with an intensity that made her feel exposed. “To understand if you are worthy. Balance comes at a price, and you have yet to pay it

The crimson-clad figure came fully into view, causing the walls of the sanctuary to tremble. Even the most courageous hearts were silenced by the anxiety that filled the air. Lena instinctively moved closer to Kaden, her hand brushing against his.“Who are you?” she demanded, her voice trembling but steady.The figure’s crimson cloak shifted, revealing piercing amber eyes that seemed to see into the very essence of everyone present. “I am a reminder of the cost of your choices. Balance is not without consequence.”“Balance has been restored,” Kaden countered, his stance protective. “Your presence isn’t needed here.”The figure laughed, a sound devoid of warmth, sharp and echoing. “Restored? You misunderstand the nature of balance. You’ve merely paused the inevitable.”Lena felt a chill creep over her. “What do you mean?”“You’ve traded pieces of yourselves for this moment,” the figure said, its voice low and menacing. “But sacrifice isn’t a resolution. It’s a gateway.”---Zara steppe

The figure bathed in blinding light stood tall, its presence suffocating. The sanctuary, once a place of shared memories and tenuous hope, now felt like a prison under its gaze. Every word the figure spoke reverberated in Lena’s chest, as though her very soul had been summoned for trial.“Who are you?” Lena repeated, her voice firmer this time despite the trembling of her hands.The figure regarded her with a tilt of its head, and though its features were indistinct, its aura brimmed with authority. “I am not here to answer questions but to restore the balance you have shattered.”“The balance?” Lena’s voice rose, her frustration matching her fear. “We’ve been fighting to save what’s left of it!”The figure’s light dimmed slightly, enough to reveal a stern expression beneath the radiance. “Your choices have altered the course of destiny. Now the scales must be made right.”Kaden moved closer, his hand brushing Lena’s shoulder in silent support. “What does that mean?”“It means a sacri

The storm raged around them, casting the sanctuary into chaos. Lena’s scream seemed to echo endlessly as the shadowy tendrils dragged Kaden further away. Zara stood at the center of it all, her figure surrounded by an aura of malice and regret, her voice cold yet tinged with longing.“Make your choice, Lena,” Zara demanded, her outstretched hand trembling ever so slightly. “Him or me. You can’t save us both.”Lena’s mind whirled. Every fiber of her being screamed to reach for Kaden, but Zara’s anguished eyes held a different kind of plea, a desperate, broken need for salvation.“I won’t choose!” Lena shouted, her voice raw. “I refuse to play this game!”“You think this is a game?” Zara’s voice cracked. Her shadowy army surged forward, but a flicker of hesitation stopped them. “You can’t understand what it’s like, Lena. To lose everything and be expected to keep going.”“Then stop pushing me away!” Lena countered, her heart breaking. “I want to help you, but not like this. Not by destr

The group's stress was evident despite the silence that pervaded the sanctuary. With her mind racing, Lena sat cross-legged close to the altar. She tried to concentrate as she followed the ancient stone's grooves, but Zara's voice continued to reverberate in her head.“She knows we’re here,” Kaden murmured, breaking the quiet. He leaned against a tree, his arms crossed, but his sharp gaze never left Lena. “We have to be ready.”Maris stood nearby, her fingers glowing faintly as she fortified the ward. “The protections will hold for now, but we can’t afford to stay much longer. Zara’s power is growing faster than I expected.”Elara, sharpening her blades with quick, precise strokes, added, “We need a plan that doesn’t rely on luck. We can’t just react to her anymore.”Nyssa approached them, her emerald eyes scanning each of their faces. “You’ve seen the truth of your bond,” she said to Lena and Kaden. “But knowing is only the first step. Strengthening it requires sacrifice and absolute