Category: Fallen and Found – First Draft

Red Marks Cyrus’s POV The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the warmth. Despite the cold, damp cellar floor beneath us, I felt wrapped in a comforting heat. My eyes fluttered open to find Kate still asleep, her head resting on my chest. Her ponytail had come undone at some point during…

Night Terrors Kate’s POV The oppressive feeling from outside weighed heavily on the cabin. Cyrus’s tense stance and the flickering wards indicated that danger was imminent. His unease was contagious, and I could feel my own heartbeat quicken. The shadows outside loomed larger, creeping ever closer, as if waiting for the perfect moment to shatter…

Shelter and Shadows Kate’s POV Stepping into the cabin, I exhaled a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. Every crunch of leaves and snap of twigs during the hike had kept my heart pounding, eyes darting at every sound, expecting another demon to emerge from the shadows. But the sight of the shimmering barrier…

Night’s End Cyrus’s POV The next morning, after a restless night, I woke early to prepare for the day ahead. I stepped outside, the cold morning air filling my lungs. The forest was peaceful, the sounds of birds and rustling leaves a stark contrast to the chaos of the previous night. I knew we needed…

The Hunter’s Path Cyrus’s POV The air was crisp as I navigated through the dense Romanian forest, my senses heightened and my sword ready. I moved with the silent grace of a predator, each step calculated and precise. I’d been tracking demonic activity for days, following a trail of dark energy that seemed to pulse…

A Dark Encounter Kate’s POV The days following the incident with Dan passed in a haze. I buried myself in work, trying to drown out the questions and fears that nagged at the edges of my mind. The dig site was a constant flurry of activity, the sounds of shovels and brushes against dirt a…

The Awakening Kate’s POV The Romanian sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the ancient ruins. The air was warm, heavy with the scent of wet leaves and earth, and the distant chirping of crickets had begun to replace the chatter of the dig team as we wound down…