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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 · Fantasie
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175 Chs

Chapter 126: Thunder and Lightning

Justin ran hard, ducking beneath a giant fern frond, then hopping over a fallen tree branch coated in moss and fungus. With every breath of steamy, jungle air, moisture coated the inside of his lungs.

A sudden noise made him dig the heels of his boots into the ground and skid to a halt. He stood quietly, his bare chest heaving with the effort of drawing breath.

He wore only a pair of high, loose-fitting trousers and boots. Even his bone-plated demon arm was uncovered. The only item he carried was a long bolo knife in a scabbard at his belt-a machete-like blade, more a tool than a weapon.

He took another deep breath and this time held it in for a moment before letting it out slowly through his nostrils, grinning a bit. Not so long ago, he would have needed his inhaler to run like this. He didn't quite know what had changed. Maybe it was the air of this world. Maybe it was his diet. Maybe it had something to do with aurym.