Halos of the Hollowed

After a near-death experience, a disgraced priest begins seeing halos above people’s heads—but some are cracked and blackened. He must figure out what they mean before the city tears itself apart from within.

The first halo appeared three days after Father Gabriel Santi died for ninety-two seconds. It hovered, faint but undeniable, above the head of a boy loitering outside the metro station—an ethereal ring of light, not gold or silver, but a dull, bone-colored glow like something half-buried in ash. The boy was smoking a cigarette and watching people with eyes too sharp for his age. His halo had a crack down the center, black and jagged, pulsing faintly like a wound that refused to close

Published on 2025-10-30 by Jam eBooks