Artorias The Abysswalker Novels & Stories

I shared a look of worry with Damon, my fears had come true. My eyes darted about in search of them but I saw nothing. The cries from the pack members increased and right before my eyes, I saw an arrow fly and lodged itself in the chest of the Beta of the former Winterborn pack. The man’s eyes widened just as another one flew and landed in his throat, blood oozed from him and he collapse to the floor, his eyes wide open in horror. The warriors were at alert now, yelling orders to each other as they moved swiftly into action. Their new leader of the warriors, Silas, hurried over to us.

Achilles POV I can feel the moment Sophia pulled my energy and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that my mate is well, that she is conscious and that is already a great victory for me, because every second we stand still, unable to do anything, is agony. A few minutes later, the side door opened and I saw Azrik enter alone, he looked at Gáta who, before he could say anything, disappeared in a small purplish-green cloud.

My breath echoes too loud in my ears, shallow and fast, panic beginning to churn in my chest. "Subsisto monun olda." I hear a woman's voice and the fog clears and suddenly I realise, I'm awake now. "What just happened?" I say as I look around, I'm no longer in the camp. The ground beneath me is slick with frost, crusted silver-blue. Trees stretch high above, taller than they should be, their bark twisted and dark like coiled muscle. This place doesn’t breathe. "Thank Goddess you stopped," Atlas says as Shaun, Thalia and Sofia catch up.

Suddenly, the light in the abyss began flickering. Andrew sensed something and immediately spun around. Nyx turned as well. They saw a figure clad entirely in black battle armor, bathed in radiance, slowly rising from the abyss. Nyx gasped, "It's Arya!" Andrew was also deeply shocked. The current Arya was completely different from the one he knew. The difference was night and day. However, what made Andrew and Nyx even more alarmed came next. A towering pillar of blood-red light followed Arya, rising from the abyss. This blood-red light was immensely vast, shooting straight into the sky.

I whispered. “I AM THE REBORN ARIA" And his eyes widened as realization slowly sank in. “I think those kinds of things only happen in supernatural stories,” he whispered weakly, his voice barely holding together. “Fairy tales.” “Maybe,” I replied calmly. “Or maybe,” I continued, tilting my head slightly, “the Moon Goddess gave me another chance to return to life.” He stared at me, breathing unevenly. “And this time,” I said quietly, each word firm, “everyone who hurt me must pay with their life.”

"This wasn't the plan, Arthur! You said we were creating a god, not a plague!" "Plans change when the tools develop a will of their own," Arthur said coldly. The glass of the nearest tank cracked. A spiderweb of fractures raced across the surface before the reinforced pane exploded. A creature; a distorted, pale shadow of Maya spilled out in a rush of chemical fluid. It didn't walk; it skittered, its joints clicking with a sickening mechanical precision. It ignored the Architect. It ignored Arthur. It crawled straight toward Maya, its milky eyes wide with a terrifying, mindless devotion.

I said in a slow voice trying to charm the serpent, but it seemed like the reptile became furious with my attempts to enchant him, the serpent hissed angrily and even attempted to strike me twice but i managed to move out of the serpents line of attack, but the serpent third attempt almost hit my child in the basket, just a whisker away from the baby’s leg, this made my baby cry out and drawing attention towards us, but the serpent won’t just go away, it curls 360 degrees to face his preys once again but this time he bolsters his body sucking more poison to his head as he prepared to land his final fatal blow “ardeat in cinerem, creatura tenebrarum” i said with an intense look on my face, cu

Arieon's mind wasn't at rest and she lost a her composure. After her encounter with Isabella and the bomb shell was dropped on her. She couldn't concentrate anymore. She felt as if her life had already collapsed. "You look pale". Arieon looked up from her laptop to see Agatha walk in. "Agatha", Arieon said as she placed her laptop aside and stood up to hug her friend. "I've missed you", Agatha said as they pulled away. "Me too. I can't believe I'm leaving you guys again", Arieon said to her. "Are you okay?", Agatha asked as they sat on the bed. A sigh left Arieon's mouth as she ran her hand through her hair. "My life is fucked up", Arieon said. "What's wrong?", Agatha asked with a frown. "I

Here we go. The world dissolved. The concrete room vanished. The hum of the servers faded. I was standing in a void. A vast, dark cathedral made of glass and light. This was the Network. "Hello, Elias," a voice boomed. I looked up. A figure stood on a pulpit made of fiber optic cables. It was Arthur. But he looked different. He was gigantic, a construct of static and rage. He wore a crown of fire. "You can't stop me," Arthur roared. "I am the code now. I am the signal!"

I could hear an erratic heartbeat. ​I used my senses to direct me until my feet came to an immediate stop where the scent and sound met. I take a hesitant step forward, looking down into the barely visible opening between two grimy walls. It was a space which held a small, shaking body, perfectly hidden behind the patches of grass. “​Mate,” Theo declared once more, his glee bubbling over into my chest. ​But within that same moment, the scent clears itself to reveal the underlying truth. The sweet aroma was coming off a human. A fragile, completely human girl.