Hallowed Be Thy Name – Brooke Winters

Ava was amongst them, head on Eden’s shoulder, giggling. They must have been talking again. Walk away, Augustus, she doesn’t care about you. Knowing this was probably the last time I would ever see her, I disregarded the Devil’s advice and slowly made my way toward her, hands trembling at my sides. Ava looked up, and when her eyes met mine, her smile faded and she turned away, pulling Eden in closer.

The rejection was clear. I couldn’t even be angry; it was all my fault. Averting my gaze, I returned to Auden, leaving behind Ava and all our shared memories. No one cares about you, little monster. Everyone leaves. At least you understand that now. OceanofPDF.com OceanofPDF.com As a boy, I feared the voices. They nested inside my skull, feasting on the terror and revulsion born from the Devil’s merciless embrace.

His voice led the assault, his demons never far behind. When they spoke, when they taunted, I did everything I could to drown them out. As a boy, I feared the voices. As a man, I welcomed them. It was all about mastering control. Once I realised the voices lived, and died, with me, there was nothing left to fear. When they spoke, when they taunted, I listened. Maybe that was my downfall. I waited for the moment they stepped out of line, cutting deep into my pale flesh, blood falling freely as a reminder of just who was in control.

And like clockwork, the voices scattered, hiding in the crevices of my mind I dared not touch. One thing was clear: they could not survive without me. The only voice that did not fear my death was the Devil. He would follow me anywhere, dragging me into the fires of Hell with his sharp talons and crooked grin. He was the only voice that challenged my control, stealing the reins when reality became distorted.

No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. The story, names, characters and incidents portrayed are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. OceanofPDF.com Contents CONTENT WARNINGS Chapter Chapter PART I PROLOGUE CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX PART II CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN CHAPTER FOURTEEN CHAPTER FIFTEEN CHAPTER SIXTEEN CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CHAPTER EIGHTEEN PART III CHAPTER NINETEEN CHAPTER TWENTY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE CHAPTER THIRTY CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS OceanofPDF.com CONTENT WARNINGS Mild child abuse (verbal & physical), homophobia, Christian and Bible references, trauma, alcoholism, nightmares and traumatic events, mental illness, death, murder, cults, attempted exorcisms, demonic imagery, blood, gore, body horror and graphic violence.

OceanofPDF.com To all those fighting demons no one else can see. OceanofPDF.com PART I OceanofPDF.com PROLOGUE I murdered my mother. Her ghost now haunts the House on North Lane. It is called the House on North Lane because it is the only one on the street—a tall, timbered structure hidden beneath an overgrowth of grass and vines, a single shattered window its only breath of life.

Armed with bare, razor-edged branches, a skeletal tree guards the entrance, long limbs outstretched as if to ward off intruders—or to keep something in. A young boy lay buried within the walls, time eating away at the flesh that had once enveloped his bones. Abandoned, forgotten—the House shielding his cries from a saviour that would never come. Or so the story goes. That story, anyway. The children in town speak of another. Of a witch entangled with the Devil, condemned to the House for all eternity.

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