My Descent Into Death Novels & Stories

"It’s a Drowning. If she stays down there, she’ll become the Queen of a dead world." We descended. The fall into the Abyss was not a drop through air, but a plunge through layers of Compressed Time. Each stratum we passed was a different decade of the North’s history. I saw the "Gilded Lie" crumbling like paper; I saw the "Silent Decade" frozen in blocks of black ice; I saw the first rejection square being carved from the mountain.

As she reached the end, the last few lines caused her utter confusion. _After the burial of the actor and his wife, his son was never seen again. Close relatives of the actor seem to have no clue as to where the boy is, who has been caring caring for him or if he is alive. It was as if the boy had been wiped off the face of the earth._ So she decided to search the boy's name. The first line she read caused her to drop her phone. _Benjamin Frost Junior, born Damien Benjamin Frost Junior..._ She looked for her phone in the box to read more but then she came across something else. She didnt know if it was what she though it was. She gulped and with shaky hands, she reached into the box. She tou

Kael’s hand slipping from his. A child holding all eight flames. A woman made of sorrow. A sky that sang. He staggered back. “It’s not a vision,” he murmured. “It’s a choice.” --- The Descent The companion flame shimmered and descended—not falling, but weaving itself downward, lighting a spiral staircase of nothing, stitched by presence alone. Azriel followed. One step. Then another. Each step burned—not the skin, but the soul. The deeper they went, the more real things became.

“We don’t come back. We haunt.” The sun was setting behind the hills, bleeding orange across the rubble. Nico stood by the main doors, holding a map drawn in Matteo’s own hand — a hidden passage leading beneath the ruins. A wine cellar that hadn’t been marked in any of the estate's official blueprints. “It’s not on the Council’s files,” Nico said. “This was personal.” Amara took the flashlight, flicked it on. “Then let’s make it personal.” The Descent Dust and silence ruled the underground. The stairs creaked with age, the stone damp from centuries of moisture. The smell of mildew, blood, and old betrayal lingered in the walls.

•|•|• Adeline, do you not know that you have saved me from eternal damnation? My soul only rests in your embrace. Without it, I am not a man, not even beast, I become things unknown. I devolve into nightmare and shadow. I become—wrath entirely. •|•|• [KAYOS ADREN PRIME] The Black Death deforms into a cloud of smoke, shadow, and night, descending the outer walls of the Night Court in broad daylight from the High Window.

Another crack echoes. The pressure around him collapses. His scent shifts again. Alpha. Wolf. Man. Then suddenly Everything goes wrong. Kieran’s body jerks violently. His eyes flash silver and gold. “What’s happening?” I gasp. His breathing becomes ragged. “It didn’t finish.” My heart stops. “What?” “The system…” he rasps. “It doesn’t recognize incomplete descent.” “Incomplete what?” “Descent.” Cold fear crawls through my chest. “What does that mean?” “I didn’t become mortal.”

POV: Leo Dante Moretti The descent from the Jura Mountains was swifter than the climb. As the black SUV carved through the thinning mist of the lower altitudes, the weight of the "Phoenix" sat in my pocket not as a piece of hardware, but as a tectonic shift in the hierarchy of the world. I had done what my father, the Butcher, would have found distasteful, and what my father, the Auditor, would have found dangerous. I had weaponized the ghost.

"I will annihilate mankind, the resurrection of demons will soon arrive! all of you will perish, be gone! I will crush you until your bones are shattered. All of you will perish ..." ***

I just finished reading the last book when I started to write Descent for real! The title when this was still a draft was actually ‘Can’t Help Falling (In Love With You)’ because I was listening to the same song only the dark version at the time. But I got annoyed because I felt it was too freaking long to be a title. For a time, I settled calling the story "Fall from Grace" in my head but it still felt wrong... so when I searched for a synonym, the meaning of the word descent.. clicked; it feels like it perfectly sums up the entire plot.

He could not help to look at Israel with a disgusted look. “Lord Henderson, the man wielded a mysterious blade that was translucent, and carried with him a pendant with the Eternal Depths Sapphire!” Shouted Israel as he had tiers coming down his face. Slowly Lord Henderson turned around, his face still crimson from the news of his son’s death.“What did you say? A translucent blade and the Eternal Depth Sapphire?” Before Israel knew he was face to face with a murderous tyrant.