Bloody Christmas
It was supposed to be a night like any other, but when Ezekiel Kane stumbled into a cursed ritual on Christmas Eve, the world as we know it shattered.
He never meant to open it—never meant to unleash the darkness that had been sealed away for millennia. But some powers are too terrible to be contained forever, and the Devil’s breath—an ancient, apocalyptic force—was waiting for the right moment to break free. That moment is now.
The night sky bleeds with blood-red clouds, and the earth trembles as unspeakable creatures rise from the abyss. Ancient gods descend to reclaim what is theirs—humanity’s last breath. The dead walk again, and the world is drowning in its own terror. There is no safety. There is no escape.
As Ezekiel becomes the unwitting vessel of this cosmic nightmare, his body and soul are torn apart by forces beyond comprehension. His connection to the Book of Shadows gives him power—but that power comes at a price. The line between man and monster blurs as he struggles to control the hellish abilities coursing through his veins, knowing that every use of his power brings him closer to becoming the very thing he fears.
Haunted by the ghosts of those he’s damned and stalked by a god who seeks to consume him, Ezekiel is dragged deeper into a nightmare where sanity is the first casualty, and death is only the beginning.
With the help of Mara, a mysterious, fierce ally hiding secrets of her own, Ezekiel must fight to survive against horrors that defy all logic. But the gods are not the only threat. There are darker things waiting—things that were never meant to walk this earth. As the night grows colder and the horrors mount, Ezekiel realizes the truth: the Devil’s breath isn’t just the death of the world—it’s the birth of something far worse.
A reckoning is coming.
The sky will burn. The earth will crack. And when the last breath is drawn, no one will be left standing.
