Abandoned To The Abyss Novels & Stories

Her back arched violently as the abyss pulled one way, her fire the other. Adrien stirred faintly in her arms, his voice raw and broken. “Sera…” His eyes cracked open, glowing dimly, trying to focus through the fall. “Don’t… let go.” Tears burned through the ash on her cheeks. “Never.” The abyss howled. The fracture roared. And then the world shifted. The falling stone gave way to black emptiness. The fire roared upward, swallowed by the void. Suddenly there was no mountain, no lava, no sky. Only endless black, flecked with embers of dying light. The void had claimed them.

"Today, I figured out the guard rotation for the VIP suites." "The Abyss isn't a playground. It's a mass grave for the wretched." The camera cut to me sitting by the body disposal pit behind The Abyss. There were so many boys thrown in here just like me. I paused, giving the camera a pale, exhausted smile. "Hey, Vivienne. Long time no see." "I don't know if I'll be dead by the time you see this." "But... I hope even if I die, my body won't be left here to rot in the mud like the rest of them."

His voice thundered across the chasm, raw and broken. “Clara!” And then he was gone. The Abyss The fall felt endless, yet at the same time, sudden. Clara’s body slammed against something soft yet cold, sending shockwaves of pain through her bones. She gasped, rolling onto her side, her breaths ragged. The ground beneath her was not stone, nor earth. It pulsed faintly, as though alive. A faint glow shimmered around her, illuminating the abyss just enough for her to see. The abyss was not empty.

CHAPTER 120 YANA My stomach churns as I lean on the wall. Closing my eyes tightly, I try to push back the bile forming in my throat. I haven't felt this way in forever. I've almost forgotten it even exists since I haven't found myself in that situation, but today, the elevator had suddenly stopped working.

Chapter 7: The Abyss District The cold rising from Valenfort’s depths felt like invisible fingers tightening around their throats. There was no light, only the smell of rust, dried blood, and the ash of buried eras. Evelyn Cross stepped past a broken sign: THE ABYSS DISTRICT FORBIDDEN ZONE. Adrian muttered behind her, his voice hoarse: “Good God, we’re walking into the city’s tomb.” Ahead, Lucien Draven’s silhouette moved slowly once the terror of both worlds. His dark red eyes reflected in the gloom like a ghostly lantern leading them through hell.

Then, his lips parted, and through clenched teeth, he cursed, “fuck.” Then, slowly, the dagger fell from his hand, then his knees buckled. The mighty monster who had haunted the Pack for weeks now fell back to the dirt. Dust rose around him as his body hit the ground, his hand twitching once, then stilled. Jace pushed himself back, dragging his body away from Blackwood’s fallen body. His hand still pressed tightly against his bleeding side, while his eyes shifted from the body before him to the tower in the distance where Gabriel had fired, and back again.

I stood on a mountain that rose 25,561 feet above sea level. The strong gale and the blizzard whipped around me, suffocating me to no end. Despair had already engulfed me by then. I was ready to embrace death. It was time for my pathetic and ridiculous life to end. My vision began to blur. Soon, it was completely swallowed up by the stark whiteness that seemed to stretch on endlessly. "Are you alright? Would you like some fruit? I'll peel it for you."

What if I’m the one who breaks rhythm? Ian grunted, eyes widening as his reflection warped across a shattered mirror. Dozens of Ians grinned back—some triumphant, some broken, some bleeding out in alleys where his recklessness had finally caught up. *You’ll laugh until it kills you. You’ll throw yourself into the abyss because you think you can beat it, and the abyss will laugh last.* Vera trembled as the abyss bent into her, showing her city streets overgrown with silence, libraries burning to ash, friends’ faces dissolving into nothingness. *You were never enough to save them. You’re just the witness. The one who remembers failure.*

The floor trembled violently. --- THE ABYSS OPENS Suddenly, the ground beneath us collapsed. The floor gave way like brittle paper, and we plummeted. I grabbed Luca instinctively, holding him tight as the darkness swallowed us. Rocks and beams fell around us. Tessa and Wolf screamed above. Bishop and Vex disappeared into the abyss with us, their screams echoing like tortured ghosts. The blue energy around Luca flared, creating a protective cocoon. For a moment, I thought we were done. Safe.

Once, I stood on its highest spire and promised the stars I’d never come back. Promises. What fragile little lies. The ground trembles beneath me—not from my weight, but from what moves inside me. The Abyss didn’t just give back what I buried. It gave more. Too much. Every heartbeat now is a drumbeat of war, pulsing with power that hums in my teeth, my bones, my blood. The sky listens. The dead listen. And somewhere, far beyond, the gods flinch. You feel it, don’t you? The voice is softer now, no longer the roar of a storm but the hiss of silk over steel.