Lord Of The Abyss Novels & Stories

The battlefield had become a graveyard of gods. Mountains burned beneath the fractured eclipse while darkness and silver fire clashed endlessly across the ruined land. Hunters fought shadow creatures among collapsing stone towers. Wolves howled through rivers of corruption. And beneath it all, the Abyss watched. That massive golden eye remained open beneath the cracked earth, ancient and patient, studying Lira and Kael with terrifying fascination. The King stood between them and the Abyss now. Protectively. Violently. Darkness spiraled around his massive form like a storm barely restrained.

Alejandro was not the same man I had seen in the throne room three days ago, because his hair was disheveled like he had been running his hands through it for hours, and his shirt was untucked and wrinkled, and his eyes were not gold anymore but dark, so dark, wild and hungry with something else I could not name. He was drunk, and I could smell it from across the room, with Lycan wine so strong that it could kill a human and strong enough to make a king stumble, and when he looked at me, he looked like a starving man who had just seen bread for the first time in years, like a drowning man who had just seen air, and like a monster who had just seen the one thing in the world that could save h

the High Seer’s voice rippled through the water, sounding like a distorted bell, she turned, her featureless bone mask staring at me, "you are a creature of the mountain and the sun, Vesper, you have no dominion in the Abyss." "The Abyss is just another name for the Void," I said, my voice vibrating through the liquid silence, "and I am the Void's architect." I didn't use a blade, I reached out and grabbed the water itself, I siphoned the momentum out of the tide. The Kraken’s Eye began to flicker, the massive wave above the city, just seconds from impact, suddenly froze in mid-air, hanging like a mountain of glass, the Lunar Priests shrieked, their chant breaking as the backlash of the halt

The battlefield fell into stunned silence. The monstrous body that had once belonged to Lucien collapsed to its knees, empty and lifeless. The darkness had abandoned its vessel. Now it stood on its own. The true Abyss. It had no face. No eyes. Only an endless mouth stretching across its head, filled with rows of crimson fire that shifted like living teeth. Its body was formed from pure darkness, taller than mountains, broader than kingdoms. Every movement caused the sky to crack, as if the world itself could no longer contain its existence.

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

Even if I vomit with disgust, I will lie through my teeth. “Wait.” The warriors take a step back, and Gideon kneels before me. I watch his hands tremble as he reaches for my chin and makes me look up again. “I heard you are searching for your previous Luna, so I returned.” Taking in my face, that is, my previous face before it gets destroyed by acid magic — utter shock appears on his face, and in a soft voice, he whispers, “Serra… My Serra…”

No one knows when he will come out, but Adonis wants him to come out now. Though they still listen to him, take only his commands through spiritual eagles. He is Lord Linya, the Lord of terror who has been silent for a long time now. It's time he comes out and seizes the commands directly in his hand otherwise his men will be drained by his wicked father. Adonis has been communicating with him once a month. It's been a long time since they last saw him. He cannot stay there forever. It's time to hold the leash again.

" The pandemonium and chaos that broke out in the next second can not be explained, but it was justified. I gave them time to soak it in.. “All right, that's enough. I didn't come here to listen to you murmur and judge me. If you have something to say, say it to my face." One of the councilmen came forward. “My Lord, we apologize if we have shown disrespect, but you must understand, we're trying to wrap our heads around this." I could hear supporting mumbling from the crowd and I raised my hand to silence them. “I understand, but it is true. My mate is a human and that's the end of that. What's the big deal in it?" “My Lord, it is an abomination!" That fool said. “Say that again, and I'll ta

The driver gave him appreciation by as he got off the truck. First light Academy was arranged at the western piece of the Academy Sector. It offered courses in different teaches and was positioned the fifth among twenty or so foundations in Morante City and ninth among every one of the institutes on the Grindia Continent. A sculpture of a young lady who looked around twelve to thirteen years of age killing a tremendous mythical serpent with a jeweled sword should have been visible at the entry. This courageous little youngster was the Dawn Goddess Loria. She is the little girl of Singwa, the divine force of light, sun and war, and Daphlyn, the Silvermoon Goddess. In the Grindia mythos, it wa

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