The Abyss Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Ava's POV The first thing I felt was weight. Not the kind that pressed on my chest from nightmares, but a heavy stillness that seemed to stretch through my bones and muscles, like I had been asleep for years. My eyelids fought against the faint stream of sunlight filtering in through the curtains, but when I finally managed to open them, the room swam into focus. I was in my bed. My room. The familiar carved headboard above me, the heavy quilt drawn to my waist, the scent of lavender candles long burned out. My breath came shallow, weak, as if I had only just clawed my way back from drowning.

"Ian, I was wrong. I'll admit to the mistake. Please let me out. I can't breathe in here. "Ian, please let me out. I'm suffocating. I could hardly breathe in here. "Ian…" While reading those unsent messages, Ian felt his vision turn black. He plopped down on the floor.

Under the luminous light of the moon towards the luxury chamber where the princess is stated a figure appeared out of thin air and jump from the window towards the sleeping baby and maidservant without an inch of noise coming from him , which makes him seem like a very dangerous person, but then all it did was stare at the princess as his red shoulder length hair flowed under the bright moon emphasizing its redness and attractiveness. Lyph felt uncomfortable all of a sudden and so decided to open her eyes because you know, babies tend to cry or play by herself when they woke up in the middle of the night, but, she is an exception of course she is a special kind of a baby, not that kind of sp

That brought a smile to his face, and he quickly looked down at his feet. He had enough time to carry out his dreams. For now, he was just simply content with being blessed with the grace to stand next to the Abomination. Unknown to him, at a hidden part of the realm in a cave, a dark set of eyes peered at him through the glassy mirror of a boiling cauldron, their smile menacing. THE END. Or is it?

… I couldn't stop thinking about Sasha at night and didn't manage to fall asleep. In my blurry, half-conscious state, I could sense Jasper getting up from beside me and heading out the door. I immediately went out after him without hesitation. It was still unbearably warm at night since it was the apocalypse. Under the moonlight, I saw Avery running into Jasper's arms in a long slip dress. Jasper gently wrapped his arms around her. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "You gave me all that water. I was sure that Ari would get mad at you for that, so I came to check on you."

This chapter contains the next 10 chapters of Born By Power Chaos And Apocalypse. (11-20) The next chapter will be about the sneak peaks of The Uprise Of Hell which is the second book in the Born By Power Series. CHAPTER 11 AN UNTOLD STORY The lights of an unfamiliar nature rolls over the sky, circumferentially meeting with the clouds as the rays of sunlight hit the wet hair on the wet sand of the shore of what seemed to be an empty beach. Rocks and rocks and rocks, sleeping by the side of the river as it moved in and out, washing the rocks and leaving behind an extra shine of smoothness. The eyes twinkled as the forehead crumbled up. The glare and warmth of the half beaming light in additio

“Wait until we are back in the South. I hate the heat down there. It makes my fur itch.” ​As I walked out to the docks to join Cassian on the deck of the newly christened North Star, I felt the first true tremors of the coming battle. The sea was no longer just rising; it was screaming. The purple snow was falling faster now, covering the mountain in a shroud of silent, hungry light. ​We were leaving our home to save it. We were heading into the heart of the waste to find the fire that could balance the dark. And as the ship’s engines began to hum with the combined power of three nations, I felt the Abyssal King’s laughter vibrating in my palm.

I screamed, falling to my knees as the voice dripped like oil into my skull. [Welcome to the Abyss.] The world shattered. --- When I opened my eyes, the alley was gone. I stood on cracked black stone beneath a sky torn by scars of crimson light. The air stank of ash and decay. Mountains of bones stretched into the horizon. And in the distance, something moved. A beast—its body twisted, six-legged, faceless—dragged itself across the wasteland. Each step left pools of ink that hissed and ate into the stone. My chains rattled, pulling me forward.

I manage. “Keep practicing, my child, for one day you will need that skill to save them all,” she finishes with a slight bow of her head and a smile on her face, “I will be watching.” At that, she vanished and I felt a surge of bright, white energy. It made me lightheaded and dizzy. The world began to spin and then everything went dark. * * * * * “Abby? Abby?” I could hear her and the more she repeated my name, the more clearly her voice and the world became. I opened my eyes to see frantic brown eyes looking at me.

His hands loosened from Trisha's pink cardigan before his head rammed into the cold, hard earth with so much force that he thought that his skull had cracked open like an egg's shell. He heard the ebbing footsteps of the Trisha and Wilkes as they continued for their lives. It was every person for himself—and herself and he couldn't blame them. Perhaps if they escape, they'll bring the school authorities to his corpse hidden hundreds of metres below and he'll get a befitting burial. He felt the shadows swarm all around him like bees feasting on honey which was in this case, thick, pulpy blood gushing out of his ear. “The long arm of the Goddess will always catch up with you,” the shadows bega