Novel & Cerita If You Gaze Into The Abyss Book

More lightening struck the temple, pillars fell, more and more cracks on the wall, the raining started falling down heavily, drenching my body, I struggled to keep my eyes open but I was too weak, the last figure I saw before I let myself fall into the Abyss was—. Naria.

“Whoever fight’s monsters should see to it that in the process he does become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into the abyss the abyss gazes into you,” ~~Nietzsche My head pounds against my temples, dark circles and bloodshot eyes stare back at me in the mirror. I haven’t slept. When I tried to close my eyes, all I could see was Enzo with a bullet between his eyes and a pool of blood. I’d just wake up crying all over again. Sierra and Aurora comforted me and held me close but that didn’t help nor did it stop the ache in my chest.

The story’s pull feels gone, our choices ours. But as we toast, a chill runs through me, like a plot twist lurking. I brush it off, indulging Elyria’s tug to a secluded gazebo. She’s on me instantly, gown hiked, pussy wet as I thrust into her, her moans echoing. “Claim me again,” she begs, and I do, stamina endless, cum filling her as she shudders. The guys join, watching, touching, our desires endless in this peace. --------- Somewhere in the empire’s outskirts, far from the palace’s revelry, a dusty archaeological dig hums with activity. Workers unearth a buried chamber, stone doors groaning open.

The kind of energy that didn’t just watch but waited. I swallowed hard, trying to steady my breathing, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Could it be true? The stories whispered about the abyss, that something lived here. Something that claimed the lives of all who fell in, never letting them leave. I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering despite the still air. Of course, it was true. Wasn't I just a victim of it? But then again, what if there were more than one entity living here? What if this time, the next one doesn't let me go?

His voice thundered across the chasm, raw and broken. “Clara!” And then he was gone. The Abyss The fall felt endless, yet at the same time, sudden. Clara’s body slammed against something soft yet cold, sending shockwaves of pain through her bones. She gasped, rolling onto her side, her breaths ragged. The ground beneath her was not stone, nor earth. It pulsed faintly, as though alive. A faint glow shimmered around her, illuminating the abyss just enough for her to see. The abyss was not empty.

The pulse traveled outward—through the sky, through trembling branches, through the damp earth—and into a cavern older than the first whispered name for “god.” In the cavern, surrounded by fossils of forgotten creatures and the glitter of minerals no mortal language could name, a woman made of moonlight opened her eyes. A forgotten god. Mayari exhaled. Her breath frosted the air. Water froze. Shadow straightened. Her silver hair floated behind her as if suspended in the night sky itself. Skin like a polished pearl glowed faintly in the darkness. Her eyes were eclipses—deep, devouring, luminous. Something has woken her from her slumber. Not magic. A choice.

I stood there in the dim glow of my bedroom lamp, arms still wrapped tightly around my bare breasts, trying to steady my breathing. The ancient god who had just shattered my world — and my dignity — with nothing but his fingers and mouth watched me with those glowing golden eyes, patient yet simmering with barely contained hunger.

One by one, exhaustion pulled them under—Eric slumped against his pack, Caleb stretched out by the dying flames, and Ivana kept her eyes on the tent until sleep finally claimed her. Once again she found herself in the ruins of the temple,from the shadows, he emerged—the bronze-skinned man with golden eyes that glowed like molten fire. He stepped closer, his gaze never leaving hers. "You don't belong here," his voice rumbled, deep and commanding, and full of resentment. "But you've woken me… and now you must face the consequence." Ivana's chest tightened as he looked over her,his gaze like a predator observing a prey.