Here Lies The Abyss Or Wicked Eyes First Novels & Stories

I felt exhilarating as I felt my eyes flutter shut getting drunk in all this madness. The music suddenly stopped playing and I felt Cameron body stiffen with fear. I hadn't open my eyes yet, I let my head fall back on Cameron shoulder. I felt his hands drop from my waist and now at his sides. The whole room seem to have gone quiet. I decided to open my eyes to see what was going on. My eyes connected with a beautiful pair of golden irises. His expression was livid and downright pissed the eff off.

Xavier*** The winds howl around us, their mournful cries carrying the cold scent of decay, mingling with the sharp tang of ozone in the air. The meadow that once felt like home trembles beneath the weight of something dark, something ancient returning. The earth cracks beneath our feet, the soil splitting as if it, too, can feel the shadows coming. The abyss is back. But this time, it feels different—more alive, more potent. The very land seems to shrink from it, as though the darkness is consuming everything in its path.

And from the highest point of the ridge, unseen by all except the shifting shadows, a pair of silver-black eyes watched the nightmare unfold. Eyes filled with hunger. Eyes filled with grief. Eyes filled with a promise. The First Strike had begun. And the realm trembled.

I already did! Then close your eyes! I tried. But something moved in the glowing pit. A shape too big to understand, shadow with edges. An eye face, Something saw us. Recognized us. My vision whitened, and heat, cold, pressure. Finally, nothing came. We fell over. The abyss welcomed us.

Fear watches, measures, and plots. As the crowd dispersed, the whispers grew louder, spilling into halls, chambers, and the dark corners of the palace. “He’s no mere servant.” “If he bears the silver streak, he must have noble blood.” “Or cursed blood. Remember the omen: blooded eyes bring doom.” “Perhaps the Abyss itself sent him.”

“You know where I am. Come find me.” The words hung in the air for only a moment before the ground beneath me began to stir. A low hum vibrated through the clearing, then—fwoosh—red and black smoke erupted from the earth, curling around me like living fire. It stung my lungs, thick and sweet like blood and ash. My pulse hammered. When the haze cleared, he stood there. The Wicked. Draped in black and crimson, the faint glow of his eyes cutting through the darkness like blades. The air bent around him, heavy with power and something darker—familiar, terrifyingly familiar.

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

God forbid Lloyd start on the wrong ones. --- An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high; But oh! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye! The eyes of those he had sketched stared out of the pages, forever following him even when the book was closed. Nathaniel could feel them now, those souls of lost children...in his mind he still heard their pleas and cries he had to deafen himself to so he could sate the cruel hunger of the infernal beings.

Everyone knows the saying, "When you stare into the Abyss, The Abyss Stares Back." Many know about phenomena about Black Magic, Hauntings, Disappearances that have a Chill to it and if you search into it something sinister follows you. My Question is, What is THE ABYSS? Is it another Dimension of Horrors? Or a Realm of Mystery that intersects ours on a regular basis? Or is it a Life Form of many Forms who is trapped in an In-Between State or was Banished from Our Realm because it didn't want to co-exist with new life and just wanted to eat and destroy and feed off of Fear?

Jon looked at the painting and was immediately transfixed by the glowing eyes of a dark creature that appeared to be coming out of an abyss. The red eyes seemed to glow even brighter the more Jon looked at them and he felt paralyzed under the creature's hypnotic stare. He felt as if he were floating and being led through a tunnel of concentric circles of smoky grays and coal black, down a spiraling path into what chasm the creature seemed to have come from. Jon felt himself falling into that unknown world which seemed devoid of light and color as screams of agony filled his ears.