Abyss Mage Novels & Stories

I couldn't wait for him to respond when I jumped inside. Broken shards tore into my arm, but I didn’t care. The smoke burned my lungs, and the heat felt alive,angry and suffocating. I forced myself down a narrow corridor, kicking open doors until I found the right one. It was Locked. From the outside. “ What the hell-” I blasted it open with all my strength, the door gave in and that's when I saw her down ,on the floor her hair scattered like spilled fire and her eyes closed.

“Do you ever feel like someone’s watching you?” Annie immediately looked alarmed. “That sounds serial-killer-ish.” “Forget it,” Lewis said tiredly. “No seriously, are you okay?” He almost answered honestly, but how exactly was he supposed to explain Derek Stygian to normal people? Yes, there’s a dangerous wealthy man with emotional instability, illegal businesses, and beautiful eyes secretly following me around while also ruining and improving my life simultaneously. No. Absolutely not. “I’m fine.” Annie clearly did not believe him, but before she could question further, another ambulance arrived carrying two more children.

RAVEN'S POV We've arrived in front of the Magisch Academy. We're waiting for a ride, Lia says. Until I noticed something approaching us. When I finally saw what was hurtling at us, my eyes widened. Don't tell me that's Avalor's Amusement Park's automobile. Really? Is that a pegasus? How could I forget that I'm currently in a magical realm? It is possible to achieve anything. One by one, we mounted the pegasus. They were even taken aback by my ability to ride a pegasus. I said that I used to go horseback riding when I was still in the earthly realm. That is, in fact, correct. I ride a horse when I have to assassinate someone in rural places. Yes, you read that correctly. I'm an assassin as we

Miss Penny gestured to Skye and asked her to introduce herself. "My name is Skye, Skye Milano. I am a 17 year old Taurus and witch. I love dancing and baking." At the end of her introduction, Skye was ushered to a seat behind Olive and Jessie. Olive, on the other hand, was ordered to show the new girl around the school. The minute Skye sat down, Jessie felt a cold chill run down her spine. She felt like she was a rabbit being watched by a predator that could gobble her up at any moment.

Arya POV Waiting for him to speak was like torture. He was silent for what felt like an eternity. She was becoming impatient with her father. “Well? what is it?” The king let out a long sigh and ran his hand down his face. “Your mother wasn’t just a normal hybrid, Arya.” He notices her confused expression and finishes explaining. “Being part Lycan and part witch the Lycan side enhances the witch’s magic. Making it more potent. Ive been telling you that all your life. What I haven’t told you is that your mother was a High Priestess and a Queen blessed by the Moon Goddess. The coven she was born into cast her and her mother out when they found out she was a hybrid. Her father was one of the or

The door banged open to reveal a desperately worried Alastair, he rushed to Alexis who clutched her face in shock. “What the matter? What’s going on?!” He shouted at her, Roger informed him. “Miss Mage seems to have lost her sight in the battle. Her healing is going nothing to help”, he gravely spoke. Alastair’s eyes widened. “Is that true Alexis? Can you not see?” He asked, relief flooded his body. ‘Thank god it’s something I can fix’.

He was a storm of crimson silk and razor-sharp blood-magic, but even his ancient techniques were faltering. He had just sliced a thrall into three pieces, only to watch in horror as the severed parts didn't rot. Instead, hundreds of microscopic void-tendrils erupted from the open wounds, stitching the grey flesh back together in seconds. The thrall stood back up, its purples eyes blazing, and continued its relentless advance. The corruption had reached the conceptual level; their existence was tied directly to the Abyss. Physical destruction was merely a temporary delay. The forward advance of the alliance began to stall. The narrow corridors, now choked with severed limbs that were trying t

The darkness covering the sky cracked from one horizon to the other. For the first time since the battle had begun... The Abyss took a step backward. A single crimson wound appeared across its chest. Black blood dripped onto the battlefield. The impossible had happened. Darkness... Had learned to bleed. The Abyss lowered one trembling hand to the wound. It stared at the blood in disbelief. Then its endless mouth slowly widened into a terrifying smile. "So..." Its voice echoed through every corner of the world. "Now I can finally become complete." The wound burst open. Instead of blood... Millions of black hands reached out from inside its body. Each one grasped toward Kael and Rhydian.

“You betrayed us.” Mara laughed, raising the shard. The rift surged, crimson wolves reforming, their eyes locked on Aria and Kael. “I serve the Abyss,” she said, her claws glinting. “And your blood is mine.” Aria’s claws glowed silver, her heart racing. She faced Mara, Kael at her side, their bond a faint shield against the Abyss’s new champion. The rift roared, crimson light swallowing the chamber, Mara’s howl echoing. Lyra’s voice was a whisper.

Every breath a war. And then, the Ancient Ones appeared not from the earth this time, but from the rifts themselves, eyes glowing with incomprehensible light. Their voices resonated inside my mind, deep and hollow. “Child of the Moon. You are chosen. The Abyss flows through you not by chance. It is alive. You are its vessel. You are the herald of a new dawn or its destruction.” I staggered, barely holding myself upright, the markings along my skin pulsing violently, veins of shadow crawling over my flesh. “I… I am not ready,” I whispered, even as the Abyss laughed within me. You already are. You were born ready. You have no choice.