Abyss Mashle Novels & Stories

It catches our light and throws back a thin, broken version of my face. Kael crouches. He does not touch the shard. “Draven,” he says. “Marking the path?” one scout asks. “Waking it,” Mirella says. The passage seems to tighten around the words. I press my palm to my belly. Ashen is still. Too still. “Ashen,” I whisper, too low for anyone but me. Nothing answers. Fear rises. I shove it down and keep walking. The stairs begin after that. Not cut cleanly, but worn into the stone by countless feet. Down. Down. Down until the air feels too old for lungs.

Makhaylus and Lysander both stared dumbfounded toward the top of Abyss City's wall. One muttered, "Blood energy of a vampire? The frenzy of a werewolf?" Another asked, "Could there be a powerful dark race hidden within Abyss City?" However, the smarter, higher-ranking Lysander immediately shook his head in denial. He said, "No, this is not just the aura of werewolves and vampires. It feels more like their progenitor, an ancient existence that commanded both clans." Those words sent a chill through Makhaylus, leaving him stunned. He could not help but wonder if the progenitors of the Dark Clans truly appeared. If so, Mephiston would surely be aware of this.

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

Camillle shouted . I sighed and shook my head. That woman loved hard and loud. Then came a flood of YouTube notifications : Mindful chaos uploaded: “This is why you always attract emotionally unavailable men.” GlowUp journal just posted: “How to heal when no one checks on you.” Very comforting, thanks. Then one caught my attention. JobMatch app, “Personal assistant to the CEO,Banderas Étoile, Madrid. Fluent English and Spanish required. Urgent opening!” I blinked. Then I blinked again

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

Humylash says and shrugs like it's nothing. "well i fucking hate the effing dumbass." Aleesha yells making Humylash flinch. This is where Aleesha us similar to Sa'eed. They hardly get angry but when they do it's never good. "geez. Chill girl. Let me get us a puff." Humylash says and taps a button by her chair. The girl fron earlier appears from behind a purple curtain. She tells her to bring her a pot abd she goes in then comes back with a shisha pot.

I asked pointing at Warren and Lance “We just got back from McDonalds, I had a craving for a milkshake” He held up his drink. At least he was telling me the truth and now I had the craving for a banana milkshake “Yum, if I had known you were going, I would have got you to grab me one” “We cannot have you missing out” Lance chuckled as he headed over to the car we just got out of. He grabbed the keys off Ryan and climbed in “What flavour” He called out the window.

No longer on the brink of passing out. I take one last breath, and like a band aid, just rip it off. "When I approached Luchadora, I could see a red liquid coming down the side, and dripping beneath the door frame. I knew right away that something was wrong. I ran over to the compactor machine, and reversed it. I ran back over to the remains of Luchadora. I pulled open the door, and screamed. Mason was chained to the steering wheel. Unable to escape, he was crushed with the vehicle. I immediately ran, and threw up. I couldn't believe what I had just seen. Two nightmares happened at once."

Jealousy was like a big green monster that kicked you to the ground, then continued kicking. "Jeez, Lola." Mason chuckled, plopping down in a seat beside me. He eyed the shots the bartender lined in front of me. "This wouldn't because of Chelsea and Alpha Asher, is it?" "That obvious?" I grimaced, my gaze flickering over to them against my own will. Chelsea was saying something she must've thought was funny, cause she cackled like a field wench a moment later. I grabbed one of the shots from the table, my eyes glued to Asher and Chelsea. As if he could feel my eyes on him, Asher turned his gaze on me.

Her copper rune-threaded robes fluttered as she turned, eyes locking onto mine with a smile too sharp to be warm. “Elias,” she said, voice airy and bright as ever. “We need your help with a bit of an anomaly.” “Aurelian,” I replied flatly, not bothering to ask. “I heard.” Ashleigh didn’t deny it. She just flicked her wrist, and a scroll snapped open midair between us. “The gate scan confirmed dragonblood. Four times. Same result.” I raised an eyebrow. “And your solution is to… assign me babysitting duty?”