Beneath The Waves Novels & Stories

Kailee Bennett I should’ve just kept scrolling but I just couldn’t resist after liking one picture of Noah on I*******m. I swiped to his profile God damn. No matter how times I stalk his I*******m and how many times see the same pictures, I still get mesmerized like I was seeing for the first time. I keep telling myself to stop. But my fingers had a mind of their own. They just kept scrolling and scrolling I’d scrolled so far down Noah’s I*******m page, I was practically in 2020. Shirtless beach photos. Prom tux shots. Smirking selfies that looked like they were carved by gods and filtered by angels.

I march over the golden sands to the rocky path that leads to where the water overlaps. The sun is yet to rise, casting a gentle glow over the landscape. The scent of water and greens wafts thickly in the air, soothing. When I reach the edge of the rocks, towering over the water, I ball my hands into fists at my sides. I bend over and release a sharp cry, marked with all the emotions I feel: anger, frustration, hurt, and helplessness. The sound echoes across the lake, a primal release of all the pent-up emotions inside me.

its string voice echoed in my skull. “It will not save the crafted one, his making is an error in the will of the Goddess. The Goddess understands it, and she will silence it soon.” “Leave him alone.” I thought-spoke. “We do not act, we observe the flaw reveals itself.” The figure moved closer. “Your first day is done, you learned ‘Anchor.’ On the second day, you will learn ‘Break.’ And you will understand which one you truly are.” I woke with a gasp just before dawn, my heart pounding frantically. Outside the small window, the sky was blood-red.

A small remote-controlled vibrator was taped firmly over her swollen clit, humming on its lowest setting and keeping her constantly on edge. As the boat pulled away from the dock and moved further out onto the open water, Vesper gripped the railing tightly, her pulse racing with anticipation and fear. When they reached a relatively secluded spot where a few distant boats were still visible, Rafferty cut the engine and turned to her with dark hunger in his eyes. “Take off the robe.” he commanded And Vesper’s hands shook violently as she let the thin fabric fall to the deck. She stood completely naked under the bright sun, collared and plugged, while trembling with humiliation and raw, overwhe

The crater didn't just flood; it was displaced. As the Abyssal Leviathan breached the surface of the boiling, green-lit water, the sheer mass of the submarine dreadnought pushed a localized tidal wave against the lower levels of the Ark. It was a biomechanical nightmare forged in the crushing, lightless depths of the Mariana Trench.

Something inside him broke. His possessiveness detonated. He surged forward. A massive hand locked onto her waist. Heat, violence, and restraint collapsed at once. The moment his fangs moved toward her neck— WHOOOM—! Outside the panoramic glass— Deep beneath the frozen Arctic sea— A green light ignited. It pierced the darkness like a blade. The entire cabin was washed in eerie green. Then— the deep-sea radar exploded. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP—! Seven thousand meters below the ice shelf.

well. Others like Wilhelm are just chilling out wildly. Over the week, distance was maintained and Wilhelm kept banging his girls much to Destiny's displeasure. Her only consolation was that he did them discreetly. She walked to the pool side where Wilhelm sat, hair dripping drops of water onto his bareback and chest. The only thing that covered him was a towel around his enticing waist. He had his feet in the water and a wine-filled glass that he raised to his lips from time to time. She took a moment to take him in without him looking. It's all about his broad back and perfect tan. How did he end up with such a smooth tan?

The dwarf says. The dark below is a prison that is located under the sea where there is nothing but darkness and creatures that feed off of the nothingness and memories of men and women. This is the world that the Circle protects everyone else from and the same world where Troy finds himself in. Smells of rotting fish and dead meat surfaces along the fire prince’s nose. Things that are dead is piled upon the surface. Instead of a proper floor or greenery to stand upon he walks on the bodies of dead animals both that once belong on the land and sea. With each step he takes he can hear the floor’s bodies crush under the flesh of his feet. Then every time he lifts his foot to venture forward, t

Samantha, Kelsa's mother's voice, rang through the phone immediately the call was connected. Mrs Davis began crying immediately she realized Darryl had answered the call. "Sob, sob, sob! Darryl, the police officials uncovered a body in the West Coast Lagoon this morning. The face of the victim was damaged and parts of her body was also missing. But, she was wearing the same clothes Kelsa wore yesterday." Mrs Davis quickly dabbed fake tears from her face and went on with her narrative. "There was an accident that occurred on the bridge of the West Coast Lagoon, and I'm sure Kelsa was in the car. Sob, sob!"

Luna Nikita was on another plane of reality when it came to expertise in lip movement. Blaze's hands traveled through the curves of her behind and trailed the perfect structure of her bosom. She was indeed an art, a priceless one. He allowed the towel that hung loose on her body to drop down to the floor before ridding himself of his clothing. Blaze wanted them to be one. He wanted to feel every part of her and wanted her to feel him the same way too.