All Chapters of Bounded Beyond The Abyss: Chapter 31 - Chapter 36

A single drop rolled down his cheek, slipping onto her wound.And then—light.Warmth surged through her body, an undeniable force knitting flesh back together. The searing pain dulled, the edges of death retreating like a tide receding from the shore.Her breath shuddered.Vaelrath’s golden eyes widened as he felt it—the shift, the impossibility. His tears had healed her.Fate had bound them together once more.This time, it would not tear them apart.Sorean's sword was still slick with her blood, the red staining his fingers as he stood frozen. His breath came uneven, his entire body rigid with shock. Elise had been dying—she should have died. He had seen his blade pierce through her, had felt her life slipping away.But now…Elise stirred, her fingers brushing over the place where the wound had been. Nothing. Not even a scar.Sorean took a step back. "Impossible…" His voice was barely more than a whisper, edged with something raw—disbelief, horror. Fear.Elise pushed herself up slow

The waves crashed against their legs, soaking their clothes as Elise tried to catch her breath from laughter. Vaelrath had pulled her into the water so effortlessly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The warmth of his hand still lingered against hers, grounding her in this moment-a moment she never thought they would have.The ocean breeze tousled his red hair, and the golden light of the rising sun made his eyes glow like twin embers. He was looking at her with that familiar expression, one she had seen across lifetimes-devotion, longing, love."Elise," he murmured, voice laced with something deeper.Her heart stuttered. "What?"Vael didn't answer immediately. Instead, he reached into his pocket, water dripping from his fingers as he pulled out something small.Elise's breath caught in her throat.A ring.Not just any ring-the one she had seen him buy at the auction. The one she had secretly watched him purchase, wondering why he had taken interest in something so de

Their pastlife.Century years ago....The temple was deathly silent. Moonlight filtered through the towering stained-glass windows, casting eerie patterns on the marble floor. Torches burned with an unnatural blue glow, illuminating the intricate carvings of Gods long forgotten. The air smelled of incense and dried roses, masking the metallic tang of blood from past sacrifices.Elyssia knelt on the cold stone altar, her wrists bound by sacred silk, her pristine white robes stained with the golden sigils of her impending death. The High Priests, draped in obsidian robes, chanted in unison, their voices rising and falling like a dirge.The kingdom of Elysium had been overrun by monstrous abominations-twisted creatures born from darkness itself. And for centuries, the solution had remained the same: a Holy Priestess offered as a sacrifice to cleanse the land. Tonight, Elyssia was that offering.But she did not want to die.Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as she clenched her fists, the