Novel & Cerita Abyss Mage

"You don't think destroying me is enough? You even tried to destroy everyone around me? What have I ever done to wrong you, Jordan Hurley? Why do you always torture and torment me like this?" I curled up on the ground, letting her take it all out on me. I shook and shivered from head to toe, but what hurt the most was still my heart. In the end, Victoria seemed to have exhausted herself and stood back up to call someone to drag me away. They brought me back and threw me into the dark, musty basement. The iron door was shut with a loud clang, and my entire world plunged into darkness. The wounds on my body stung very badly, and I curled up in a corner, shivering in the dark.

"Our body is the vessel, our mind is the commandment, and our soul is the bearer of mana. The mind perceive emotions, the body reacts, and the soul manifest through magic." "For instance, you, the first attribute of magic you awakened is water, and you frequently use its cold solid form than its liquid form." Aria refered to her magic. "And what does that imply?" Mayari urged her to continue. "It indicates your apathetic personality and cold demeanor towards the world." "I see." Mayari abruptly stop in her tracks when she saw two guards approaching. One of them is someone that she recognize. She didn't know him, he was just someone she have been studying for a while because of an important r

“No, no, no… I won’t… I won’t let that happen.” Slade howled with rage and pain inside me, trying to force the shift, fighting me for control, his fury tangled with despair. ‘We’re losing it. Losing everything. Save her. Get away from her before it’s too late.’ And that’s when I saw it. The Silver Abyss. It cut through the dark forest like a blade through flesh, mist curling upward, silver mist swirling with lethal beauty, the sheer cliffside falling away into a gaping void where moonlight shimmered faintly over its surface. Magic hung heavy here, old, ancient, dangerous.

Kema's team was already there. The scene was one of ruthless coordination. A female mage with a scar across her right eye stood at the forefront, her hands glowing green as thick vines snaked up from the earth to entangle a snarling werewolf—from its yellow eyes and bloodstained fur, it was likely the same werewolf that had fled at the sound of Kema's voice. The beast thrashed wildly, its claws swiping at the air, but the vines held firm. The mage's face was taut with concentration, sweat dripping from her brow as her glowing hands trembled. Another mage moved swiftly, his fists encased in icy blades. With controlled movements, he struck at the rogue, forcing it to stagger back and weakening

I want to be the first person you see when that happens. Me : Why? Reece : I'm your mate. It'll be great feeling your wolf for the first time. I want to experience it with you. Me : That's not a good idea. Reece : Oh but it is, little wolf. Come on, say yes. Me : No Reece : You're hurting me Morgana. Me : I have a boyfriend. Reece : I don't acknowledge that fact. Talk about being stubborn. I'm going to get my wolf senses for the first time and I don't think it's a good idea to be around him when that happens.

I need to be able to summon and control them. Nozomi closed her eyes and tried to recall her experience of summoning the army of monsters. She slowly placed her hands flat on the floor. ‘What was it again? Gates of the abyss? Sea of darkness? I summon thee?” Nozomi frowned. ‘Oh, just come forth, dark ones. Lend me your power. I need you.’ As the words flowed more naturally, she could focus better on her imagery. Suddenly, her arm was caught in a tight grip and her eyes flew open.

My pulse thundered as an invisible force pulled at me, my body moving toward the voice against my will. No. No. No. I struggled, but it was useless. My feet dragged forward on their own. Then, in a flash, the door behind me burst open. Large hands seized my waist, yanking me back with brutal force. A deafening scream erupted from the dark passage. Not mine. Hers. The last thing I saw was his towering figure moving with inhuman speed—Abaddon. And then— Everything went black.

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

"In time even his labor and toils succumbed to themselves, and, eventually, so did he. So he found a cave, moist and cold, to live out the rest of his days till his bones grow brittle and old. For among the animals he found solace, but in his fellow men of flesh and blood he felt naught but contempt. In the dark of night where he lay begging for sleep a face appeared begging he take heed. Her face was a beauty he was meant to never have seen, and her visage shone brighter than the brightest of stars. Yet, he thought her familiar. "She told him a tale of a god, not so brittle, but ancient and old, even to her, and the cruelty he bore on whomever he saw. A god so old he had dined when time wok

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”