The Descent Novels & Stories

We climbed down. The descent was slow and treacherous. The walls of the crater were unstable, chunks of frozen soil breaking away under our weight. I used the frost in my core to anchor my hands, freezing the stone beneath my fingers to create handholds. Aldric moved behind me, his claws extending from his human fingertips to dig into the ice. Neither of us spoke. The only sounds were our breathing and the distant, rhythmic pulse of the heart below.

And then the descent began. The descent began slowly, hand over hand, my palms slicking against the coarse fibers. The harness groaned with each shift of weight, the rope creaked like it was whispering its own doubts. My stomach twisted as the ground slipped farther away, replaced with an abyss that smelled of wet soil, oil, and smoke.

– Tsuki moaned and screamed with the series of thrusts and thrusts in and out of him, hitting him directly in the prostate. The new god was pushing in and out like a jackhammer, watching semen run down his length down that veiny purple cock, the smaller man himself cummings on his abdomen, while Desaad was seeing the cock veins in and out and their screams and moans, shrill and loud, even as Desaad himself was saying beneath his loud screams.

he said, voice cracking. “Maybe you won’t.” And before she could speak again, he dissolved into ash, carried away on a sigh of heat. --- The Descent Liora descended alone. The deeper she went, the heavier the air became — thick with sorrow and smoke. Walls of stone pulsed faintly with red light, each beat slower than the last. At the bottom lay a vast cavern. In its center burned a sphere of molten light, cracked and bleeding shadow. Every flicker cast faces in the air — Lyra, Kaenor, Kaela — all flickering in agony.

Tragedy Romance | Dubcon | Grief | Power Imbalance | Explicit Trigger Warnings: Dubious consent, grief-based emotional manipulation, explicit sexual content, rough handling, dominance/submission themes. . . . The rain was biblical...sheets of it blurring the mountain road, drowning the headlights. She should’ve stayed home. But Vesper Wynne didn’t know how to sit still anymore. Not since her sister died. She wasn’t watching the curves as she should’ve been, and by the time the second turn came, it was too late.

“And if she dies—” “She won’t.” --- The Descent Selene chanted faster now, her voice rising over the roaring wind. The moonlight circle spun, and the shadows at its center deepened until they became a portal—a swirling storm of black and white. Elias stepped in without hesitation. The world shattered around him. He fell through darkness, through flashes of Serena’s memories—her first shift, her laughter under moonlight, the tears she never let them see. Then he landed hard on something that wasn’t ground but felt like it.

She unlocked the door and stepped inside, closing it behind her with a soft click. The silence of her apartment enveloped her, a welcome respite from the chaos of the day. Raven took a deep breath, feeling the tension in her body begin to ease. She walked over to the window and stared out at the city below. The lights twinkled like stars, a reminder that there was still beauty in the world. Raven's gaze drifted downward, her eyes focusing on the dark alley below. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she wondered what the night held.

The burning city flashed again—closer this time. The temple crumbled before her eyes. And for the first time, the figure’s expression shifted. "You cannot unmake what is already broken." A chill ran down her spine. Cassian stepped forward. "Then what do we do?" The figure studied them for a long moment. Then, he whispered, "You run." And the world collapsed. The Descent Into Chaos Lena’s body lurched downward. She fell—through the void, through the endless dark—until suddenly, her body hit solid ground.

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

#Easy girl it's going to be fine# A voice whispered in my head and I was certain that wasn't my inner thought which made a sudden sense of get to me as this was so unusual. I shook my head and went deep into the forest towards a certain hunt I found weeks ago and to be honest it has helped me a lot. My sight sense began to build up massively which made me even more confused but I chose to ignore it. I walked into the hunt and my heart stopped as I saw Enzo sitting with a cigarette against his lips and a devilish smile against his face. Without thinking twice I turned around to run away but I bumped into a wall or rather a person and felt hard on the floor.