Abyssal Sire Novels & Stories

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.

“The abyss has always been a threat, but never like this. If it has claimed one of our own, then it is more dangerous than we ever imagined.” Another leader, a woman with piercing green eyes, nodded in agreement. “We’ve felt the darkness growing stronger in recent days. The land itself seems to recoil from it, as if nature itself is in pain.” Ethan listened as the pack leaders discussed the situation, his mind racing. The abyss was a constraint of unadulterated fiendish, an outdated being that nourished on fear and hopelessness. It had been sealed forever away for centuries, but presently it was breaking free, and if not stopped, it would consume everything.

My balance continued to stager and it was difficult to do anything much less than to fight the seroe t when the latter could control the sea itself. “That… is expected,” finally the creature spoke, fastening its rowing pace so the boat wouldn't be swept up by the rough waves. “The serpent is a creature of the abyss… created by the gods. To cross between the sea as a living thing is not anything the moongods would want, therefore the difficulty is to be expected.” “What exactly is the abyss?” I asked as my eyes stared closely at the sea, expecting every movement from the ripples that were difficult to predict.

our mother said while looking at Ayla, who suddenly looked guilty. "Is there something I didn't know, Mother?" I asked. "The day Sephtis attacked Nirvana, Ayla opened the gate of the Abyss, saying she wanted to see her real father. Your father just got back from a long war in the land of mortals due to the descendants of the Immortals and tried to help me stop her from opening the gate, but it was already too late. She fainted after using her power, and Sephtis suddenly entered Nirvana and fought with your father," our mother explained.