روايات وقصص ضمن Lord Of The Abyss

The consigliere—a thin, silver-haired man named Russo—watched me like I was a puzzle he was trying to solve. Halfway through the main course, a young soldier came to Dante's side and murmured something. Dante's expression didn't change. But his hand tightened on my leg. "What is it?" I asked. "Nothing. Stay here." He rose and left the room. I counted to ten. Then I followed. Dante was in the corridor outside, speaking in rapid Italian to a man I didn't recognize. I caught fragments—"Abate," "warehouse," "ambush"—before he noticed me and fell silent.

A B-class sequence user calling himself an Apostle of the Sea God arrived with three drug-controlled sea beasts to provoke us. He stood at the bow, with three berserk sawtooth sharks behind him. "Lord of Shallow Bay, surrender your ranch and kneel for mercy, or be sacrificed to the Sea God!"

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

The rebels surged toward the remaining ten thousand defenders at Tenby Passage, a number insufficient to repel the impending onslaught. Despite Logan's relentless involvement in the battle, the tide turned against him. Injured from the fight, he was visibly exhausted. Just as the rebels were about to seize the passage, the ground resonated with the thunderous sounds of several hundred armored vehicles advancing through the dust. The shocking sound stunned everyone present, attracting their attention. Several hundred armored vehicles, along with missile carriers and other advanced equipment, were approaching Tenby Passage. The King, Lyndon, Logan, and the Diatoranian Army felt a surge of joy

He pins my wrists above my head and holds me in place. His other hand slowly runs the length of my arm. I squirm when he reaches my armpit and giggle slightly. "Is the Lycan King's assassin ticklish?" Osiris asks before he continues to trail his hand down my side. He rubs his fingertips down to my hip and back to my breast. With a single finger, he traces my nipple, causing it to harden into a round bud. His finger then slides across my chest, and he repeats the action.

He was dressed like Jasper's Drudge Vampires so it would be hard for them to figure out there was an enemy in their midst. But as he landed on the floor, Jasper's Drudge Vampires began to scamper for safety. That was how Jasper managed to hear the noise from his secret room. Lord Ray wondered why they were running away and what they were running from. He had no idea that his powerful aura was the cause of everything. None of Jasper's Drudge Vampires could stand his presence. They all kept running in different directions until there was nobody left in the hall except for the two figures that were hung on the rope.

“From the late king. I never thought that I would be in such a dilemma in my life before. He uses the solvent of a dead dragon mixed with molten steel some how, that formed an indestructible core within you.” Abigail stared wide eyed at him. ‘He was an immortal...’ Abi lowers her gaze as she stared at the obsidian sword. She looked for a while and then she raised her hand rubbing the surface and the sword vanished from their sight. “Abi, let's just think about the present. I will make sure you stay with me forever. Even the will of the gods would be broken due to my search for an immortality for you.” Abi thought for a while about what he said.

His eyes—half gold, half black—burned with unyielding resolve. “I made a promise to bring her back… and I don’t break promises.” He stood, the blood around him coiling and twisting into vast wings. The crimson light of the Holy Gate reflected in his eyes—deep and cold as the abyss. “Open, Abyss,” he whispered, voice like a spell. “Take me to where she’s trapped.” A pillar of light engulfed him. --- The Primordial Abyss – Sea of Blood. Evelyn stood alone amidst the ruins. Then a figure appeared—Lucien, his black hair matted, cloak torn, eyes filled with both love and despair.