Lord Of The Abyss Novels & Stories

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."

Lena said "Hey what are you talking about? Besides I haven't met you before." Athena said "Adrian do the honours". Lena looked at Adrian. Adrian stated " Hey Lena I'm sorry this is coming to you now but the truth is..... You are the vessel of the star or the one you kind call gods. Tou are the embodiment of one the greatest gods in history and he chose tou to be his vessel. He died years ago but his spirit has been passed down into you. You see there is a life beyond this place. The one of good and the one of evil. Your kind calls it the heaven and hell, But we call it the Ludus and the abyss. We are sent to bring you into the Ludus so you can help with the war of that would soon befall mank

"Inside that delicate body of hers, she is still hiding something of mine." Before the words had faded, my five fingers turned into claws and plunged into Chao Yan's chest. Under Jun Che's horrified gaze, I tore the Abyssal Heart, that core of pulsing black flame, from her body. The moment the Abyssal Heart returned to me, a violent torrent of demonic energy poured back into my veins like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. As the power of the Lord of the Abyssal Void surged back, my plain, mortal disguise shattered. My skin turned pale as snow, and the glowing infernal mark of the Abyssal Void appeared on my brow. The terrifying pressure of the source of a

the figure commanded, its voice ringing out with authority. Cassia's breath caught in her throat as she recognized the newcomer. It was an ancient being, rumored to possess untold power and wisdom. But what was it doing here, in the depths of the Abyss? The creature hesitated, its eyes narrowing as it regarded the newcomer. "Who are you to command me?" it hissed, its voice laced with defiance. The figure's gaze hardened, its expression unreadable. "I am the Guardian of the Abyss," it declared, its voice echoing through the cavern like a thunderclap. "And I will not allow you to wreak havoc on this realm any longer."

“Those who are weak must be purged from this world because they never survive,” A moment of silence was observed as I whispered my last prayers to the moon goddess. “Your eyes…..I don't like them,” he commented, “They show too much of your weakness as an omega,” His hands glided over my face, slow and deliberate, until his thumbs pressed firmly against my eye sockets. “No—please, no… no…” My screams tore through the air, raw and desperate, just as Torian’s claws pierced merciless—driving into my eyes while I thrashed helplessly.

“Depends, who’s asking.” The man tilted his head, studying me like I was something displayed in a shop window. “My lord requires your presence.” I let out a sharp laugh, though it sounded thinner than I liked. “Right. And I require another drink and a good lay, but you don’t see me dragging strangers off the street. Why don’t you run back to your lord and tell him I’m busy?” I stepped back, ready to turn the corner and leave this creep in the shadows where he belonged, but I didn’t make it two steps. A sharp, stunning blow slammed into the back of my head. The world lurched violently, my knees buckled, and I went down hard.

I growl, shaking my head, “But dying at the hands of a Nati isn’t exactly on my bucket list.” He leans forward, “I’m not just any Nati, Mae, I am their lord.” Lord? So, the Nati do have a hierarchy, just as my father always suspected, he’d be so happy to know that he was right. Not that I will be able to tell him anytime soon. “That changes things.” I say, rubbing my hand down my face. Mihai frowns, seemingly confused, “How does it change things?” He asks. I shrug my shoulders, leaning back against the cool glass, “It means that I will have to kill you before I escape.” I say coldly, “Can’t have a vampire lord chasing me for the rest of my life.”

"I won." "Your just lucky," he whispered before he ungentlemanly picked her up before he went back to the throne. The next thing she knew, he was already casting a medical spell on her. "Prove to me for the next months that you are the next rightful owner of my title. For now, I acknowledge your will to live. I am Azul Refirtaum, the Lord of Shadows and the Conqueror of the Dead. Welcome to my eternal prison." -----

Vampires acquire powers as they age and being 2000 years old, his brother got the power to regenerate from any damage, even from ashes. "You staged your own death to upthrow me? You could have asked" "And would you have given me your throne? Why should I beg you? Why? I had the equal right on it" "Where were you for the past years?" Lothaire asked, his face a blank mask. "Hiding. Like a refugee in my own kingdom," Christopher spat once again, his tongue tasting the defeat.

I bit my lips as I heaved a sigh, "The name on the file is Jaylen Noire Adryan, I am sure you are aware of that." "Yes, I am very well aware," Alexis put off her massage chair. How would anybody decide to just wake up and kill Jaylen, it's like signing a death contract and I didn't sign one. "And you want me to kill him? That man Is well protected, I am also sure you are well aware of that," I tried my best to be calm because I'm around Alexis. The person they wanted me to eliminate is one of the youngest, most successful and notorious mafia lords, Jaylen Noire Adryan. He is the king of the underground world and he is the kind of person someone like me would never want to cross paths with.