Stare Into The Abyss Novels & Stories

"Tonight, we go into the Abyss." I put the truck in gear and drove. I didn't know what an "Obsidian Forum" was, and I didn't know why Ava was the one leading me there.

"Lynn Sawyer, you gave birth to a child and abandoned him. You know child abandonment is a crime." The neighbors were already waking up one by one, stretching their necks to catch a glimpse of the commotion. I stared at him. Then, in the next breath, I yanked off my slipper and swung it straight across his face. "You shameless old man! You dare show up at my door and frame me? I don't even have a boyfriend, and you claim I had a baby? Have you ever seen a woman who just gave birth and can still fight like this? Do I look like I just had a baby?"

It all bled together into one heavy, suffocating truth: I was not only Maureen’s reincarnation—I was the anomaly no one had expected, and the world had already begun to notice. “And now,” Veylor added, his voice low, almost a growl beneath the wind and waves, “you will cultivate here. Alone, yes, but under conditions the world itself respects. The Abyssal Verge will bend your Core to the balance it demands. Only then can you return to what waits in Blackcroft, and only then can you see Eryx without the danger of destroying yourself.” I swallowed again, staring out at the churning, endless water. Ten years. Ten years to master what had been forced into me. Ten years to survive myself.

Taboo | Age-gap | Obsession | Billionaire Romance |Mother ex-boyfriend Trigger Warnings: Power imbalance, obsession, emotional manipulation . . . The elevator whispered its way to the top floor, silent and smooth like a predator stalking prey. Joy Knox shifted from one leg to the other, leather duffel bag pressed against her hip, trying not to breathe too hard. She hated the way the mirrored walls caught her reflection, tired eyes rimmed in smudged eyeliner, cherry-stained lips parted like she was already halfway to begging.

" I could hear her crying and sobbing as my consciousness faded. She sounded like she was in great pain and despair. But I didn't want to see her shed another tear for me again. I knew that she hated me and wanted me to disappear from her life. But I also knew that she loved me—that had never changed. But I didn't have any other choice. I could only apologize to her because I wasn't there to wipe her tears away anymore. There was a loud beeping from the machine. The doctor looked at his watch and said grimly, "Time of death, 3:42 pm."

Koran murmured, his pace a frantic stride, "We’re going to the Abyssal Well, it’s the only place thick enough to drown a sun." We descended into the roots of the mountain, spiraling down until the air smelled of ancient stone and the metallic tang of the earth's blood, in the center of a lightless chamber lay a pool of liquid so black it seemed to be a hole in reality, it didn't ripple,it simply existed. "The Grounding," Koran said. "Stay with me, Vesper."

It feels like they had once lost something so precious and are scared they will lose another. After a while, I excused myself to live for home. They were so generous that I stayed this long when I barely know her. But before I could live, I whispered something to Amylas' ear. Though I knew she would not get up after hearing my voice, I still felt so bad that she did not even move. I glanced at her one last time before living. In the car, on my way home, Stephany called individually but I could not pick up. I do not want to. She will make a scene on the phone out of nowhere.

A chasm of shadows and whispers, waiting to consume them all. Kaelen's eyes blazed with cold fire. "I know where they are. I'm going after them. I'm bringing them home." The journey into the Abyss was a descent into madness. Kaelen led a small team of warriors, their faces etched with exhaustion and resolve. Morgana, Selena, and Ravena flanked him, their weapons drawn, their eyes scanning the endless darkness. The path was treacherous, winding through the void, through the shadows that pressed in from all sides like living things. The whispers grew louder, more insistent, promising oblivion, promising peace, promising an end to all suffering.

She couldn’t hear anyone else in the vehicle, so she chanced opening her eyes a mere fraction of an inch. A clear night sky met her eyes, stars bright pinpricks scattered across its expanse, visible without light pollution. Kira blinked slowly, the image blurring as she slid across the truck bed from a particularly sharp turn but didn’t fight the motion. Mountains. They’d been teleported into the mountains. They. Xander. Knight. And the rest of the team. She would have screamed her fear and worry if the urge to do so hadn’t been beaten out of her in training years ago. Instead, she sucked in a weak, shaky breath and took stock of her particular situation.

“I have no words. This is incredible.” I laughed, ordering a tray of appetizers and a bottle of red wine from the waiter while Sade’s attention was focused out the window. “It’s hard not to stare, isn’t it?” She looked at me and nodded. “It is so, so busy. And the lights! So many lights! Can you imagine a blackout in this city?” I laughed. “No. I think that would be right up there with the ten worst things to happen.” “Thank you for bringing me here. I don’t think I would have ever made it here without you. I wouldn’t have even known about it. I feel like you are showing me more in a month than I would have experienced in a lifetime.”