Abyssal Sire Novels & Stories

"And I did not come to offer tribute, King Caelum. I came to deliver a message from the true master of the oceans." Cassian pulled a small, heavy crystal vial from his cloak and slammed it down onto the nearest dining table. Inside the vial a swirling mist of blood-red thrashed and beat against the glass as if it were a heart trapped there. "The Void Emperor was merely a servant holding the door," Cassian declared, his violet eyes locking directly onto Lyra with predatory hunger. "My master—the Abyssal Sovereign of the Deep Trenches—has awakened. And he demands two things to prevent your entire continent from sinking beneath the waves."

His eyes are glowing ultraviolet, and there is such hunger in his eyes, there is no mistaking him as other than the heir and firstborn son of the devouring She-Beast of the Abyss, his mother Rahab. “I’m not done, Dia,” he growls. He sticks a thumb in my lips and probes his beautiful, silky, tangy seed in my mouth. He runs his finger over the ridge of my upper mouth, and grits his teeth, so turned on, his eyes roll back into his head. Lussi enters a frenzy, pistoning away at my sex and clit with his invading hand – I’m so wet, the entry and exit is smooth, moist, i– the perfect shape for him. My heart. My husband. With his nails, his sharp, cruel claws – he scours my left breast and carves a

“Not the Nexus. Here.” I gestured wildly at the sea, the roaring expanse of dark water stretching endlessly before us. “Here? This is nothing but—” “Everything,” he interrupted. His gaze sharpened as he finally gave the ocean his full attention. “This sea is called the Abyssal Verge. It existed before Blackcroft. Before anything. Before the Void. Before the Apex Circle was formed.” The waves surged violently, as if acknowledging our presence.

He fucked me harder, deeper, angling to hit that spot that made my vision blur. “You feel that?” he panted against my ear. “That’s me owning you. Every inch. Every moan.” I clenched around him hard. He cursed under his breath. “Come for me,” he ordered. “Come on me now baby.” I shattered …body seizing, walls pulsing, a choked sob leaking past his hand. He fucked me through it, thrusts turning erratic, desperate. “Fuck Isabelle-” He buried deep one last time and came hot, pulsing waves inside me, groaning my name against my neck like a prayer.

It is a realm where the boundaries between the known and the unknown blur, where unseen perils and hidden wonders lie in wait. The abyss is a world of secrets, revealing glimpses of eerie rock formations and ethereal creatures as the carriage moves through its depths. Bioluminescent organisms, casting faint glows in various hues, become the only source of light, their soft radiance offering a glimpse into the enigmatic abyss.

"But the water... the water is too dense for the high-frequency wave!" He looked at the sonar. Below the Aegir’s Wake, a massive, bioluminescent shape was pacing the ship. The Trench-King. "The Abyssal shifters!" Rhys realized. "Their DNA is shifted to a lower frequency to survive the pressure of the deep. The Null-Tech isn't tuned for them!" "Zane! The staff!" Elara shouted. She grabbed the sapphire staff along with Zane. She didn't try to summon the ice. Instead, she focused on the Sub-Dermal Resonance—the heartbeat of the ocean itself. She sent a desperate, pulsing signal down through the hull of the ship.

“The abyss… it has no bottom. Only more pleasure.” I traced a finger through the mess on her thigh and brought it to her lips. She sucked it clean with a soft moan. “Yes,” I whispered. “And we will fall into it together. Forever.” Silas kissed her deeply. “The yearning is eternal.” Rook rumbled with possessive satisfaction. “Deeper every time.” Wren’s light wrapped around them all. “The abyss is home.”

Impossible. He was a nightmare given form, a king of shadows buried under the city’s concrete foundations. Decades ago, the Syndicate war had ended with him sealed in this lightless pit. He was the Abyss King, the ghost that mafia fathers used to scare their sons. He wasn't supposed to have a pulse, let alone a partner. And yet, the bond ignited, turning his blood into liquid lead. "Get up!" Morcant roared. The shadows at his feet boiled, thickening into the shapes of his silent, lethal guards. "Move! Someone is at the ledge. A male. Find him and bring him to me breathing, or I will turn the city above into a graveyard."

I could hear the Unbound wolves growling under their breath: their paws clicking rhythmically against the metal floorboards as they struggled with the lack of earth beneath them. Sarah Sterling met us on the bridge: her white hair tied back: her expression clinical but respectful. "We have localized the Abyssal Breach: Luna Elara. It is a massive concentration of the Void Howl occurring three thousand feet below the surface. It is acting as the primary oscillator for the oceanic frost.".

“Then what about now?” Now his expression changed. Not desperate, but something deeper. “Now, you are not my cure, Lilith.” Lucas paused for a moment. “You’re no longer something that can heal me or turn me back into the human I once was. But you’re something that can make me feel alive again, Lilith.” “It’s a sire bond,” he added softly. Lilith’s heart skipped a beat. “You are my mate, Lilith.” The word felt ancient. Sacred and terrifying to Lilith.