Alluring Abyss Novels & Stories

"Get on your fucking knees." Dante gulped, his body moving on its own as it instantly fell onto the ground. The sudden change in Nate's demeanour, as if he was royalty, even maybe an emperor, was causing his entire body to feel as if all of its blood was new, speeding through every vessel with a twinkle he had never felt before. The adrenaline continued to be pumped through his body and it almost felt as if his heart was burning for more. The hidden lust that he kept trapped into a cave could finally be opened and Dante's breath grew much heavier, his entire body beginning to slightly tremble.

The man groaned, pleasured by her boldness, “There’s the Eve that I love! I always wonder why you just don’t say yes to being my woman. We’re like a match made in heaven, or hell if you prefer.” “Dream on, Damien.” The woman sneered while scanning the stores and quickly saw a man by himself peeking at a coffee shop. “The guy’s here, gotta go.” With that, she dumped the phone inside her bag without waiting for Damien’s retort. God knows that man had more disgusting things to say.

They were not looking happy and my worry was escalating. Is she alright? Just as I am about to tell Mr. Henderson that she’ll be coming in a minute, I hear the sound of heels clicking as someone runs over to our table. I stand up and look in the direction of the sound to find Aviana making her way to the table in an elegant violet evening dress. It hugs her perfect figure and her perfect curves like a second skin. And even though it isn’t revealing, she looks absolutely ravishing. Her silky-smooth leg peeks out from the slit in her dress to help her walk which goes up till a little above her knee.

The large room suddenly felt small as his lips grazed her ears slowly, shivers ran through her to her core, her legs weak and face flushed, pale. A low Grunt erupted from his throat as he sniffed her, he breathed in her scent of lavender and lemon detergents, she smelt so fucking nice, she always did. "Take off your clothes Adira" he whispered She stayed still, she knew this was wrong but nodded steadily and did as was told.

Or maybe I already am because of this girl I've been seeing in my episodes. "Come with me!" she said. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Do you want to know the truth? Follow me!" she replied. She's not a ghost. Well, not that I know of. She seemed normal to me. She's petite. She has long, ebony-black hair and white complexion and her cheek's a little chubby. The most remarkable thing about her is her eyes. When you look at her deep, mysterious brown eyes, no matter how saddened you're with this fantasy, a sudden feeling of calmness takes over you.

His mouth is hungry and his kisses are wet as he walks backward, then forward, leading us into the room. Azael sits on the edge of the bed, with me on top, and pulls a few inches away from my mouth, leaving me wanting more. Now it's dark and the music in the living room is much quieter, but it's still heard. His face is illuminated by the light from the streetlights coming through the window, which is contrasted with that coming from the candles in the other room. Without hesitating for a second, I collapse from my shirt and drop it to the ground, staying in my bra. Despite the darkness, I see how Azael's eyes light up in a wild look and he draws a subtle terrifying smile on his lips.

Necromancy was unnatural so nature was sure to put up a fight. Strange! No lack of air or strange weather. Maybe nature wanted this. "...Hear my beckoning and step into the light." This time nature fought back. The greens surrounding me turned black. Nature was snuffing life out of its creation. Being a creature of the divine mother herself, I dropped to the floor literally feeling the life in need gradually draining. It became a huge task to breathe and it worsened. Nature wasn't going to let the abominable repeat itself. Just when I thought it was over for me, Nature gave up the fight.

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.

She vaulted out of the freezing, black water of the Abyssal Well, her lungs burning as if she had been drowning for centuries. The vaulted chamber was in absolute ruins. The ceiling had completely split open, revealing a jagged line of the bruised, blood-red sky above. Striking straight down through the fissure was the pillar of crimson light. It wasn’t hot; it was a freezing, heavy pressure that turned the surrounding stone into brittle, grey dust upon contact. And at the center of that pillar stood Astraeus.