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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 89: No Mercy, the Sea

Sunrise was still an hour away, and only the bigger of the two moons was visible through the clouds. Its glow illuminated the peaks ahead: the sandstone ridges of Hartla.

Right on schedule, thought Gunnar.

For the second night in a row, Gunnar had been unable to sleep. This time, he'd volunteered to man the wheel through the night. It felt good to do his own steering sometimes. It put him in touch with the ocean, the wind, and the currents. Beneath his patch, the place where his missing eye should have been was burning. It did that, sometimes. It had never quite healed properly, but that might have had something to do with his modifications.

"I don't know if your friends would be happy about this."

Gunnar looked over his shoulder. He had not heard Adonica Lor's approach. "Then I've got the advantage over you," Gunnar said. "I know they wouldn't be happy about it. And you aren't either, are you?"

"That is a really stupid question."