Novel & Cerita When You Gaze Into The Abyss

Maya's POV I was startled when Mark asked to speak to me in private. I mean, our relationship is not yet official and we don't want to create any suspicion so why will he ask that? Refusing to talk in private will only worsen the case so I led him to the balcony. I usually don't come out here. The view today was breaktaking. Maybe I was extra mesmerized because I had not been here for...I can't even remember the last time....Yes, that's how bad it was. I always stayed in doors to keep warm since I always lived alone. As the sunset down the horizon, the sky performed It's magic in blending colors of Orange, red, Yellow and a shade of violet. "I didn't know you had a very beautiful view here".

Over the rivers and over the sun for him’. The physician took a deep breath and looked up into her eyes her this time, his eyes were full of concern, he strolled around the room whilst he spoke, ‘The poison that is seeping deeper in his body and is spreading like a forest fire upon dry woods, when the chances of rain are none. . . . The magic that is destroying him is far darker than anything . . . . He needs prayers. . . . Prayers which are just made for him and not hindered by anything. . .

She was not aware that the priest is on that part already. Jace was looking at her with love in his eyes for her. She looked back to him and was still looking in his eyes when she answered. "I do,father,"she said. The priest repeated the question again now directing it to Jace. The man doesn't take his eyes from her. It's sending goosebumps all over her body the the way he is looking at her. "I do father," Jace replied still looking at her. She can't tear her eyes away from him. It seems like Amanda is being sucked into Jace world and it feels good.

“Ba dum, ba ...... dum” Abysses, darkness, despair, death were reflected in the eyes of this being. I could also feel how my heartbeats were becoming more distant from each other. My brain was dying due to a lack of oxygen in my body. I could feel death coiling around my neck as my mouth tasted bitter.

One step in the wrong direction would plunge me into the abyss And, the exhaustion was making me feel as if ending this once and for all, would be worth it. I stared at the bubbling lava that had formed below as hellfire put the molten core of the planet on fire. Some drops splattered up and it sizzled on the ground. My blurry vision refocused on it and I stared at it, feeling hypnotized. “What are you doing? Don’t let it affect you” The Goddess screamed in my head but it was as if she was calling me from a faraway distance. I wanted nothing more than to take the plunge and seek peace and quiet.

I lower my eyes, looking at the murky water surrounding me, then I raise my gaze to his. — It's an abyss. My voice is hoarse, worn. — An abyss where I fall endlessly. For a moment, I drown in shame, in terror. I hate myself. I hate you. I pause, searching for my words deep within myself. — And the next moment… the next moment, it’s as if all the noise of the world stops. As if I am nothing but a sensation. A pulse. Pain, pleasure, fear… all blend and become… pure. I no longer think. I no longer have to decide. I am nothing but a body that feels. And in this abyss… there is a form of peace. A horrible and magnificent peace.

His voice rose above the rest, echoing through the chamber. "We call upon the Abyss! We open the gate to the one who waits in the dark! Let the blood of the forgotten be the key, and the shadows be the doorway!" The moment the words left his lips, the cavern shuddered. A deafening crack split through the ground, a jagged fissure tearing its way across the chamber floor. The earth gaped open like a mouth, a thick, writhing mist spilling forth—black as night, curling into the air like grasping fingers. The temperature plummeted in an instant.

It was a silence of stunned avarice, of ambition finally staring its prize in the face. He moved first, his grip on my arm shifting from possession to guidance, pulling me forward across the threshold. The temperature dropped noticeably. The floor beneath my feet was smooth and seamless, unlike the gritty concrete of the observatory. “Well?” I asked, my voice a small thing in the vast, echoing dark I felt around me. “What is it?” Lucian didn’t answer immediately. I heard the soft, awed curse from Razo somewhere behind us. Lucian’s own breath was a slow, controlled draw.

The music downstairs thundered like a heartbeat, but Amara barely heard it anymore. Her own pulse drowned out everything else, pounding in her ears as she sagged between them, trembling and slick, her body still shuddering from release. They hadn’t stopped watching her. Three pairs of eyes, Hunter, Deandro and Axel looks at her with eyes, hungry, dark, unrelenting, devoured every flicker of her expression, every weak little gasp that left her lips.