King Of Abyss Novels & Stories

The word slave burned me and my hands pressed flat to the table. “He is not...” I cut myself off before I betray myself more. Malrik’s silence was sharper than any blade. “This is about the curse.” I exhaled. “The Abyssal Throne,” Father said, voice rough with age and fury. “Every king bound to it was forced to pay the same price. To ascend, his mate must be noble-born. Without it, the kingdom decays.” The flames hissed in the hearth. “And if one not noble-born is claimed?” I asked, though my I already knew the answer.

"It was a loveless marriage, Cass! I tried to love her but you are the only one inside my mind. Don't you know I think of you every day, the reason why you left me suddenly and why you did not bother to contact me? When you returned, I felt so happy and renewed my hopes that we could be together again. Believe me, Cass, there is no other woman that I love other than you - you are my abyss...and even if I have to stay there forever, then let it be! I might not see the sunshine or the moonshine but I don't care! I love you so much, Cassandra!" Not wanting to say any more words, Imman went to the other side of the table where the heiress was standing and hugged her tightly. The heiress did not

"Pawns in a game already lost. What matters is Hailey’s heart. Her mind. If I control both, I control the realms." Tristan, the brute, asked with a chuckle, "And if the Wolf King intervenes?" I let a chuckle bubble from my throat. "Let him. The wolf may growl, but the sea drowns all." Later, in the crystal chamber, I summoned the living core of our newest army. Shadows moulded with water, hate bred in salt and bone. My secret weapon: the Abyssborn. They rose from the dark pits, humanoid in form but monstrous in nature. Silent. Unfeeling. Loyal.

Too shocking to be processed in these constantly changing phases. The king was...."Atlas."

Impossible. He was a nightmare given form, a king of shadows buried under the city’s concrete foundations. Decades ago, the Syndicate war had ended with him sealed in this lightless pit. He was the Abyss King, the ghost that mafia fathers used to scare their sons. He wasn't supposed to have a pulse, let alone a partner. And yet, the bond ignited, turning his blood into liquid lead. "Get up!" Morcant roared. The shadows at his feet boiled, thickening into the shapes of his silent, lethal guards. "Move! Someone is at the ledge. A male. Find him and bring him to me breathing, or I will turn the city above into a graveyard."

I could almost picture him smiling, calculating, enjoying the power shift he had been waiting for. “When you become vampire king,” he said at last, “I want ownership of Abyss.” My fingers stilled. Abyss was not just territory. It was a fortress, a feeding ground, a strategic chokehold wrapped in ancient blood rights. Giving it up meant weakening the crown. It meant drawing a line my father would never forgive. I did not hesitate. “That’s all,” I said. JJ chuckled. “You surprise me. No counteroffer. No protest.” “You asked for a price,” I replied calmly. “I can afford it.”

Beautiful. Was the first word that rang in my head as grey piercing eyes met mine. The King didn't have horns like the rumors had said, he was no ugly beast, and he certainly didn't have ugly fangs hanging out from his mouth, no. The King… was beautiful in a powerful masculine way… He was the most handsome man I'd ever seen. Almost like he belonged with gods and not us mere were-folks. But why… Why did he look familiar? Those grey eyes didn't leave mine, I watched in horror as the expression in them morphed from shock to blinding fury. His face was bright red with rage.

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

And the third one had different buttons: Path, Units, Research, Journal, Social, and Help. "I think I'm starting to regret this, but anyway, I have to continue this madness and maybe conquer the world in the process." He tapped the Path button, and a fourth window appeared beside the third one. [Heart of The Abyss] (^) [You now control the forces of the abyss and can use them for fight, craft, or do other things for you Abyssal creatures have limited intelligence, and just a handful of them are intelligent beings. Your task is to train and teach them to advance in magic and technological fields. Culminating in an army that can conquer the world.

At its heart sat a figure, tall and crowned with fire, his presence choking the air. “What is the Abyssal Order?” she asked firmly. The sorcerer’s madness cracked. His thoughts screamed, echoing inside her mind. ‘A demon king will rise. Hades, the ruler of the Abyss. He will rule over every kingdom. His child… his heir will open the path. A child born of power and ruin.’