Lord Of Abyss 소설 & 이야기

Arya POV Waiting for him to speak was like torture. He was silent for what felt like an eternity. She was becoming impatient with her father. “Well? what is it?” The king let out a long sigh and ran his hand down his face. “Your mother wasn’t just a normal hybrid, Arya.” He notices her confused expression and finishes explaining. “Being part Lycan and part witch the Lycan side enhances the witch’s magic. Making it more potent. Ive been telling you that all your life. What I haven’t told you is that your mother was a High Priestess and a Queen blessed by the Moon Goddess. The coven she was born into cast her and her mother out when they found out she was a hybrid. Her father was one of the or

His sapphire blue eyes were now dark blood red and his clothes changed to a black long coat that has feathers all around it which made him look evil and without saying anything he disappeared into thin air. “ What the f*ck ” Chris said with eyes wide open in shock. “ Believe me now ? ” Skyler said with a smirk. “ Wait, did he just disappear now ” He asked still shocked. “ We both saw him disappear so, Yes ” Skyler answered. “ Hold on, hold on do you mean to tell me that Lucas is Lucifer from hell, I mean the devil from hell ? ” Chris asked half yelling. “ Yes....That’s a proof to you that I'm telling the truth ” Skyler answered as if she wasn't bothered by it and it was the truth.

He clenches his fist into a ball, glaring down at the water. "The seas are marked by Assan, the king of the seas. He's now covered in Assan mark, blending in with the scent of the sea." I look back over at the alpha king's mate as she shifts back, slowly standing to her feet. I got what I need, they'll come for her. I walk over grabbing her by her arm, forcing her to walk, heading back.

I replied, and gave her a small smile. That night, I sat at my desk, with a candle burning low beside me, and I wrote down everything I had learned. Names. Weaknesses. Fears. Lord Aldric: he is greedy. He likes to gamble. He owes money to the wrong people. Lady Vesper: she is ambitious. She wants power. She resents Felipe for not giving her more. Lord Caelan: He hates the king. He hates everyone. He could be turned if offered something better.

With a thought, the infromation organized itself and, in her minds eye, now appeared a digital window; [SUMMARY] Name: Nya Crimson Age: 19 Condition: Standard Alias: N/A Titles: N/A Classification: Omen Species: High Vampire Rank: N/A Phantasm: Blood Reaper; ability to assimilate abilities from the blood matter of other beings. [Notice: You have been designated a 'Special Existence; REGIS' whose choices may shape the fate of the cosmos. More information will be available at a later point.] She read the details on the window intently, she didn't know how, but she knew that this window was now part of a much grander network that she had access to.

He gripped her jaw angrily, their eyes once again staring into each other, “is that clear!” She nodded in his grip, her eyes cast down again. Alejandro approached her, closing the distance between them and leaning to her ear, “you’re nothing again, princess. Your tyrant father left you to bear his sins. You’re the daughter of a mad man, a cruel person that should rot in hell. You would be no one again when I’m done with you. If you think the other Lords broke you, then you’ve not met me. I would make you wish for death, and I would make you cry. You’re nothing…”

"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.

Lysander froze, then said in shock, "The Lord of Abyss City, Andrew Lloyd of Holtrien?" The Vindicator replied gloomily, "That is the one. The Archbishop has received him with a full ceremony." Lysander's expression darkened as he stormed out in a huff. "How dare he deliver himself to our doorstep! Let me meet this blasphemer, this devil!"

They had an agreement to kill and devour every soul that tried to be another conqueror on sight because they can shake their cities, or even take it away from them, but one existence was on top of the danger scale for these lords. "An abyssal lord has been born..." muttered a Fallen angel in a white palace, he unfolded his four pairs of wings and walked towards the balcony. "The abyss, huh, I missed kicking the ass of those beasts" A hunter who wore animal pelts laughed loud enough to be heard kilometers away from his city.

“I’m done chasing an enemy I can’t see.” The bridge opened wider. Not a narrow path anymore.. This time, a doorway. And something different stepped through. Neither shadow nor monster. But a figure shaped like a man, tall and crowned with horns of polished obsidian, veins of starlit darkness glowing around his skin. His eyes were huge and carried patients, as if he had gotten used to watching civilizations rise and fall. Eryndor froze at the sight of him. “The Abyss King,” he whispered. “First Sovereign of the Void.”