Abyss Sans Novels & Stories

It was as if those eyes could pierce into the very fabric of his being and answer all his questions. Brand’s fingers clasped himself tighter as his balls tightened against him and he fell over the edge to an abyss of oblivion, picturing nothing but Ulfhild’s face in his mind’s eye. His release went on and on, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. The coppery taste of blood swam on his tongue, and he realized he had bitten his lip in the unconscious effort not to cry out, not to bring his guards in to ruin his fantasy.

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.

Just by standing there, he seemed to have an aura of his own. In this feminine products area, Shiv was extremely out of place. Few people entered into the general Store. They were around and found him looking confusedly at the feminine products area. Unknown from the eyes of people who were secretly staring at him, Shiv was busy looking at the products. Shiv looked at the small words above as his thin lips slightly pursed, as he continued to be silent. 'Soft cotton top... Pure cotton skin...' '240... 270... 420... XL... XXL... Antibacterial... Extra long wings...'

Kandreah’s POV Sanguineabyss is a vast subrealm within Wengarthria. So big that it could be a realm in its own right. Mud and blood are squelching beneath our feet. Its name is warranted by all means. Sanguine means blood in Latin. And this shithole really looks like an abyss of blood. The sky above us is a horizon saturated with ruby and crimson tones, reminding me of bloodied curtains of some perverse shit show while the smell of blood is flowing through all of my senses. I could live without blood for a long time as long as I have a regular influx of necromancy within me.

"Hello, who is this?" "It's me, Cassandra! Imman, it's you right?" before the lawyer could even answer, she continued, with her voice shaking, alarming him tremendously. "Can you please come...I need your help! There was an accident! He was hit accidentally by a car...hu!hu!hu! please come now...The doctor said he needs to be operated on quickly and he needs blood immediately! The doctor said that they don't have available blood to match his...."

everything resonated perfectly with a Role play game I used to enjoy every evening. Don’t tell me the so called blessing of the Abyss is to reincarnate me as her?! No, that cannot be! I demand damage and interest right now! This whole thing is a fraud! I suddenly opened my eyes and the first thing I said upon waking up is

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.

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.

--- CEO's Office, Singhania Corporation Sanjana's POV: "Sanjana, have you sold your brain somewhere?" Ask an exasperated Akshay. I glanced at Alex and Ahaana. Alex was genuinely ignoring us but Ahaana was acting to ignore us.

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"