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The Fallen Odyssey

Author: Corey McCullough is an independent copy editor, proofreader, ghostwriter, and author. He lives in western Pennsylvania with his amazing wife Vanessa and their two beautiful daughters. His favorite pastimes are reading, writing, playing video games, spending time with his best friend (Vanessa), and, most of all, being a dad. A teenager’s wish to escape his stressful life just came true — with otherworldly consequences. Nothing is going right for Justin Holmes. Like many seventeen-year-olds, he sometimes wishes he could just run away and leave everything behind. But he gets more than he bargained for when he storms out of the house after an argument with his father and accidentally steps into a parallel universe of swords, shields, magic, and monsters. Suddenly, Justin is desperate to find a way back to his ordinary life in small-town America. His search for answers takes an unexpected turn when a strange old man and a powerful mercenary recruit him to rescue a kidnapped princess. But their rescue mission quickly takes a disastrous turn and becomes a life-or-death flight deep into the unknown wilds. Justin and his unlikely allies are on the run from dark forces wielding deadly, arcane power — demonic beings that seem to have suddenly arrived from somewhere beyond this world . . . just like Justin. Justin may not be a fighter, but he is intelligent and strong-willed. He soon realizes that nothing in this world is what it seems. Even his allies’ mission may have all been a ruse . . . to get to him. Ancient secrets are revealed that could shake the foundations of this alternate world . . . and might unlock Justin’s portal home. The Fallen Odyssey is a contemporary portal fantasy novel for college and “new adult” audiences. It is the first of a trilogy but can be enjoyed as a stand-alone novel. If you like epic, serious fantasy about dangerous quests in magical worlds, check out The Fallen Odyssey.

Corey McCullough · Fantasy
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175 Chs

Chapter 173: Judgment

For only the second time since her return, Leah Anavion sat on the throne of Nolia. Soldiers of the combined forces of Cervice filled the room. Any Darvellians contemplating another assassination attempt would think twice about it now. But she did not think that would happen. Not this time.

Through the throne room entryway stepped the gaunt, jagged old frame of the former prime minister of Nolia, Illander Asher.

A pair of Darvellian guards shoved Asher forward. His hands were bound. He was still dressed in the vestments of power. Over his shoulders was draped an elegant, purple cape, and various emblems and golden tokens hung upon his chest.

He was marched to the front of the room. There, men of the High Guard held him at spear-point. His red-rimmed, old eyes locked on Leah, filled with baleful malevolence.

Despite her advantage over him, Leah's mouth was dry. She was less than a stone's throw away from the man responsible for the death of her entire family.