Abyss Prince Aether Novels & Stories

Her body hovered off the ground, the crown embedding itself deeper into her skull, blood running like molten fire down her temples. The tether split sparks across the abyss, binding Adrien to her. Zayn’s flames arched, trying to restrain the shadows. And then. Her voice shifted, Not hers, A chorus. “I am not Sera. I am the abyss made flesh. I am the crown’s heir. Kneel.” Her eyes burned void-black. And the abyss obeyed. Every monster, every shadow, every twisted creature bent to the ground, groveling. The ground itself quaked as if in worship.

Chapter 13 "To you, His Majesty, Grand Alpha King Apollo," I respectfully greeted the father of the Alpha King and the other princes, meeting his earnest and stoic gaze. "Your Royal Highness, Crown Prince Alucard..." I noticed him shift slightly in his seat, his breathing reaching my sensitive ears before I looked away. "And Your Highnesses, Prince Alistair, Prince Alejandro..." These two were twins, known as the Twin Garnets for their role as matchmaking cupids, often causing chaotic but amusing attempts at finding potential mates for others. "And Prince Atticus." My eyes then turned to the youngest brother of the current monarch and the youngest son of the previous ruling king.

Ok, let's come back to the present, I guess you now understand mom's reason for calling me Demian, a name that rhymes with a demon. Well, it's true, I'm Damian, a hybrid of mom a beautiful human lady, and Dad, a seductive Akwa-being, and a Sea King, I guess that made me an Aqua-prince, and yes this is the story of my life.

From what she had understood, the first prince was a wicked, clever soul. "Prince Draco, but he assured the king that he won't let you die," Adrian said calmly. She fisted the sheets tightly and a broken chuckle escaped past her lips. So it was exactly what she predicted. She could expect nothing less from these monsters but if she ever got the chance to kill any one of them prince Draco would be the first one on the list. She couldn't help but think about Kolton and hoped from the bottom of her heart that he was set free and the monsters fulfilled their promise. Still, she hoped to see him again one day.

They turned into crystalline towers of Obsidian-Gold, powered by the very Abyss that had tried to auction us off. Lagos is transformed. It is no longer a "Seed-World." It is a "Void-Bastion." The most powerful, non-compliant city in the Galaxy. I stand on the balcony, my new wings—made of solid, shimmering "Obsidian-Gold" light—stretching across the sky. Beside me stands Dante. He is human again, but his skin is permanently etched with white-star tattoos that pulse with the rhythm of the Abyss. Zora-Aethel sits on his shoulder, her eyes glowing with a calm, terrifying wisdom. She is the "Sovereign" of a new era.

Seth comes off the field and says something to Zian as they pass. Zian stops walking. He turns to look at Seth with those dark eyes that don't match the rest of his face. Seth holds it for exactly two seconds then keeps walking. Which probably means Seth is either very brave or very stupid. Noè trots onto the field for Ravenwood's next drive and lines up across from Arthur for the first time all game. Arthur's pale blue eyes move over Noè with the slow assessment of someone cataloguing a threat. Noè's expression doesn't change.

The sun begins to lower through the sky, leaving orange glints reflecting off all the metals in the satellite dishes and vents that lead up here. I walk briskly closer until I'm completely behind him, watching his ink-covered back muscles tense with every blow. -Azael- I say this time, trying to normalize my breathing. Amon hits the bag looser before turning around. His torso is naked and a few beads of sweat fall down his black-colored body. His mouth is ajar to breathe easier and his chest goes up and down frantically. -What are you doing here? -question. His voice makes me shiver.

Chapter 553 The Ocean Lord releases Abass, the antagonist of Prince. Following the disappearance of Prince, the Lord of the Ocean, who had been playing it safe to conceal his intentions from the known Prince, saw that the time had come for him to release the true antagonist to quickly come and occupy the underground valley of the Ash City, which had been rampant for some years. Because of the Prince invasion. The Ocean Lord realized he required someone exceptional with the same attributes and strength as Prince to fill the vacancy. The Ocean Lord chose one of his evil super demons, Abbas, to come from beneath the sea and take his place.

Anestra let go of the blade with a shriek, withdrawing her blackened hand. While Anestra was distracted, Cory quietly inched her hands towards her fallen quiver, reaching for two arrows and the Amber Bow. Hayden swung the Sword over his head and brought it towards the Sorceress’ neck, meaning to behead her but the sword stopped in midair, mere inches from Anestra’s neck. Anestra’s eyes were bulging as she used her might to stay the Vermillion Sword. Hayden gritted his teeth, pushing the sword against Anestra’s invisible barrier. The Sword ignited again, burning with a bright blue flame even hotter this time. Anestra grimaced, leaning away from the heat as she pulled one of her own poison qui

she breathed; “the one I betrayed.” Below, the ivory legion halted. At their forefront strode a figure wreathed in living embers: Azrath, the Flamebound Prince of the Infernal Halls. His horns gleamed with molten brimstone, wings of shadow-smoke fanned behind him, and in his scarred hand he carried a chalice of obsidian that dripped blood-fire. His eyes, twin coals of hunger, locked on Nyra. “She calls your name,” Aelion murmured; “you forged a pact with him long ago.”