Abyssal Sire Novels & Stories

“We are the heirs by Ouroboros. We come from the light of the sun. Who are you?” “We are the abyssals,” replied the form. “The children of the flood. My name is Thalassa, Primus guardian of the depth flow. My ancestors were the architects the consortium that refused to die in ashes. They formed their own Meat to follow the sea as it evaporated.” She pointed with a flowing movement of her trident in the dark, black Water of the city. “But our sea dies. Look closely, surface dwellers.” I entered the edge of the wall and looked into the depths. Now that I looked more closely,

"There’s an ancient forge there... the Abyssal Cradle. It’s where the first Everett blood was spilled to bind the ley-lines. She’s waiting for us in the fire." The Abyssal Cradle The displacement pod hissed as it submerged into the boiling waters of the Atlantic. The pressure was immense, the exterior cameras showing nothing but a chaotic swirl of steam, molten rock, and bioluminescent sea creatures fleeing the heat. They settled onto a shelf of black basalt, miles below the surface. Outside the reinforced viewport, a massive, obsidian gate loomed, glowing with that same terrifying blue light. Standing before the gate was a figure that made even the "Mercury Julian" look mundane.

"Let’s go tear its heart out." They kicked the heavy inner hatch open, storming into the central core chamber. The room was a massive, cylindrical vault suspended over a glowing pool of pressurized thermal fluid. At the center hung the Abyss Core—a massive, floating sphere of black obsidian glass, pulsing with millions of tiny, gold lines of quantum code. It was the digital ghost of Thomas Miller, refined and automated into a permanent sentinel. “Intruders detected,” a synthesized, metallic voice echoed from the vault walls—a voice that sounded horrifyingly similar to Caleb’s late father. “The Successor’s frequency has been archived. The biological evolution belongs to the Corporation. Your

Sire is a term used to describe a vampire who has created another vampire (referred to as their children) Nero When I woke up the next day, I found Tessa was not in our bed. I didn't know what she was up to today but every time I still check her side of the walk-in closet making sure the favorite babies were still there. Seeing her most cherished guns and knives were still perfectly displayed, I put on my clothes and went straight to Marshall's room.

“Your guardian is already following. We can feel his approach growing closer. Soon, we will have both halves, and the future will finally be rewritten.” --- On the open sea, the connection between Theron and me flared brighter for a brief moment. It was not a signal of distress, but a jolt of new information. I did not send it with words, but with feeling the image of deep water, of pressure, of a place far below the surface where nothing could reach. Theron gasped, his hand tightening into a fist. “They are heading toward the Abyss,” he said, his voice low and sharp. “The place marked only in the oldest forbidden maps. A site the founders sealed away and warned never to approach.”

The world didn’t go dark. It went negative. Anji drifted through a spectrum of colors that didn’t have names. His consciousness wasn't tethered to a body; he was a stream of jagged sensory data tumbling through a canyon of pulsing, luminescent fiber. This was the Abyss—the substrate level of the M-ESSENCE. It wasn't just code; it was the prehistoric echo of an ancient, adaptive organism that Sutherland had scraped from a deep-sea hydrothermal vent and force-fed into a, hyper-connected server farm.

Ang Philippine Trench ay isang lugar kung saan ang liwanag ng araw ay hindi kailanman nakakarating. Sa kailaliman ng mahigit sampung libong metro, isang sikretong base na tinatawag na "The Abyss" ang muling nabuhay. Ito ang kinaroroonan ng Original Core—ang pinakaunang artificial intelligence na binuo bago pa man ang Aegis. ​Sa itaas ng dagat, sakay ng isang armored stealth cruiser, mabilis na naghahanda ang pamilya Black.

You idiot! A frantic Xzavier, who had just shoved his wallet and car keys into a pocket in his pajama pants, stepped back in horror as he stared into his girlfriend's bright green unnaturally glowing eyes. All he saw in them was a deep hunger. Right before his eyes, Xzavier’s girlfriends shorts and underwear were torn into pieces as her legs morphed together into a long, slimy, dark blue fish tail. The baby started to cry even harder once Xzavier’s girlfriend started crawling towards him and the infant's crib. Xzavier drank in his girlfriend's new monstrous features; a maw full of sharp, dagger-like, teeth, gills on top of her collar bones showing through her wet tank-top, her tail, and long

They all shook their heads. “We are sirens, we can breathe,” Thalamere spoke. “I’m Thalamere Jr, son of King Thalamere and Queen Scorpia and this is my sister, Alyssa.” Alyssa curtsied and Uriel cooed at them. “These are our friends,” Alyssa spoke as her hand went to the two others with pink and yellow hair. “Manta and Scurry,” the boy Scurry bowed lowly and his sister curtsied as well, but toppled over into the sand. “Stupid legs,” she muttered in frustration.

" so this is where the vamp sleeps, well it's creepy enough" Terry said as they strolled through the abandoned mansion. " hah I hope this one's a bit more reasonable " Jack sighed . " so you've come" a deep voice echoed out . "um..could we not go through this whole dramatic vapmire crap?" Jack said with a bored expression . " Hah you're such a kill joy ,a pleasure my name is Argust" . he said as he bowed