The Abyss Novel Novels & Stories

“As for your second question, this is called the abyss. A place where no human could ever come. As for your case, your body remains in the world of humans, but just as I told you earlier; you have the blood of an angel that is why you are able to reach this realm.” I never thought the word abyss would look opposite to how I used to understand it meant before this moment. It was bright, serene, peaceful, and almost wonderful to stay in. In my understanding of the abyss, I always thought it was somewhere dark, lonely, scary, and even a chilly cold place. Not that I have thought of the word much before, because I haven’t had the luxury of leisure time to think of things without use to me. I was

A pillar of pure, neutral energy erupted from the two of them, tearing through the roof of the Vault and shooting four miles up through the dark ocean, breaking the surface like a second sun. The Abyssal Vault began to collapse. "Aris!" Jade screamed into her comms. "The Convergence is starting! We’re not the vessels anymore... we’re the Source!"

This was the Abyss. The path ended sooner than I expected. My foot slid against gravel and pebbles skittered down, bouncing into emptiness. I crouched, stretching my hand outward, and felt nothing but air. My stomach knotted as I realized I was standing at the lip of a pit so vast I couldn’t measure it. My ears strained, but no echo returned. That was worse than hearing it. It was the proof of a bottomless hunger, a place where sound itself was swallowed whole. And then the eyes appeared.

Five Hours Later Emily Jacobs – Point of View I blink slowly as consciousness drifts back into my body, like a tide returning to shore after a storm. My eyelids are heavy, my limbs even heavier. A soft beeping rhythm echoes in the background—a monitor. I am lying flat, staring at a white ceiling that feels both unfamiliar and blindingly sterile. My lower abdomen feels numb, but not empty. There is a deep hollow sensation radiating through my body like something monumental has happened. And then… it all rushes back.

The abyss called to me, promising pleasure but hiding pain within its depths. I could feel Nina’s pull growing stronger, and as much as I wanted to resist, my heart yearned to dive deeper into her twisted love. And so, I stood there, bound by desire, caught in a web of darkness that threatened to consume us both. I could either fight against it, risking everything to escape, or embrace the seductive abyss and surrender to the madness that beckoned me ever closer. 6 ELIAS The air in the asylum felt thick with anticipation, heavy like the weight of a dark secret just waiting to be uncovered.

“Help me. Just a little longer.” No answer came. Black spots danced across my vision. The pain crested until I could not draw air at all. My body seized. Darkness swallowed me whole. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in the study. Silver threads drifted through endless black. The Abyss. I remembered it now. The cold. The weight. The voices that had pulled me back. I pushed to my feet on the rippling dark ground. “Is anyone there?” I called. My voice echoed strangely, twisted by the void. “Show yourself!”

Vulnerable if mishandled. The new families heard curated whispers. The old ones knew better. They knew that somewhere, deep in an archipelago far from these cold cities, a line of Beacons had burned themselves half out of the world so their heirs could stand in rooms like this and smile. So when word slithered through the upper floors and private chats and gated corridors that a Sombra daughter had been assaulted, that glass had shattered in a penthouse sky, and that the youngest Sombra had vanished…

The Abyss was no longer a distant threat; it was our next destination. The journey to the Abyss was unlike anything I had ever experienced. The shard guided us, its light cutting through the oppressive darkness. The world around us seemed to blur and twist, as if reality itself was unraveling. Finally, we reached the threshold—a jagged chasm that seemed to stretch infinitely into the void. The air was heavy with the scent of sulfur and the sound of whispers, faint and insidious. “This is it,” I said, gripping the shard tightly. Kaela drew her daggers, her expression grim. “No turning back now.”

Ivy’s POV The bass in The Abyss thumped against my chest, matching the frantic rhythm of my heart. The air smelled of expensive scotch, exotic perfume, and bad decisions. It was dark, lit only by strobe lights that cut through the haze like lightning. I shouldn't be here. This was their territory. I moved through the crowd, ignoring the hands that tried to grab my waist, the eyes that tracked my movement. I made my way to the bar, sliding onto a stool.

A huge hourglass more than 11ft tall stood gallantly at the center of the land, the sand at the top was still more than half filled so I guessed I still had time before the gate closes and locked me in. I looked around trying to locate where the abyss might be located. “What even is an abyss?” I asked to no one in particular as I made my way to look for clues. Adrian had told me I would be required to cross the river before being able to bring Lucius back, but in truth, I only needed to remain on the boat and to drop Lucius' hair which I held tightly in my palms into the abyss to allow Lucius locate me. Once the dead comes in contact with the living, the guardians wouldn't have control over