Buried To The Hilt Novels & Stories

For fifteen years, Maria Winston believed the Alpha family who adopted her was her true family. Then their biological daughter, Sera, returned–and everything changed. When Sera became involved in a serious crime, Maria was persuaded by her beloved adoptive brother, Callum, to take the blame. Believing it was her way of repaying the family who had raised her, Maria sacrificed her freedom. Instead of the light punishment she was promised, she was sentenced to two brutal years in a labor prison. No visits. No letters. No one came for her. When Maria finally returns, she discovers her family has already replaced her. Even her wolf has gone silent. Determined to leave them behin

Perhaps it had simply been buried beneath hurt. Buried beneath disappointment. Buried beneath years of silence. And now, little by little, it was finding its way back into the light.

He never glanced down at the girl in his clutches, with whom he struggled until the moment came to throw her in the pit. He crouched at the burial's brink and placed her carefully at the bottom, his hands languishing as her hand untied from the blanket Carleen had given us to grave her in. He squeezed her hand briefly before sliding her back beneath the blanket as gently as he could. He rose to his feet and reached for one of the excavators. Peter and Ricky grabbed the others, and the three of them started filling up the hole as the rest of us struggled not to collapse again.

Makes the jon a little less messy. “Bury her.”

Thalia said, the pain from my split head was nothing compared to the one these two had inflicted on my heart, they were both the two people I trusted the most in this world, and now, they're the two people that was ending my existence. “let's get it over with,” I hear Thalia say as she picks up her shovel, and Lucien does the same. within a matter of seconds, I could feel sand being poured on my body; I was being buried, ALIVE! As they covered up my whole body and began to pour the sand over my face, a tear slid out of my eye, everywhere was getting dark, and before I knew it, there was no ray of moonlight again, I was completely beneath the ground, buried some feet down, and I could feel my

Irony clung to the air—he had dug the grave he now occupied. We worked in silence, tossing the others in, brushing soil over the surface, lowering the wood panel Jax had built like nothing had ever existed beneath it. He’d prepared the ground for Armando. He just hadn’t known it would catch him instead. Amelia peeled off her gloves, each snap loud in the quiet. She tossed them into the trash where they landed like trophies on top—a reminder of what we’d buried, what we’d become. Without thinking, I reached in, grabbed them, and shoved them into my pocket like I needed proof I’d done this. That I’d survived it.

Nothing will be hidden under the sun as soon the truth is revealed >> Jearald said within him and at once Myra looked at him furrowing her brows and he raised his. *……….*

"That rich army brat won't spend a penny on us. Infact, he will make us pennyless for kidnapping his family." "Pennyless AND lifeless." Keith added, causing the sarcastic humor to wipe away from their faces. Moving forward, Keith whipped out a syringe from her pocket and injected into Hazel's neck without giving her any chance to react. "So it's decided. We shall return the girl back with an apology note." ***

Its mournful tune only adds to the gravity of the situation. I stand in silent watch as his casket is buried six feet under, a small smile playing at the corner of my lips. The twisted satisfaction runs through me like a drug, a euphoria that I never thought was possible. Who knew that watching someone being buried could bring such blissful joy?

I cried and screamed and kept trying to kick and punch until it finally opened on one side. I felt around and all this was soil, solid soil and it was difficult for me to dig without using tools, only my fingers kept clawing at the soil until finally the soil suddenly became soft and I easily tried to get out of this soil. Very heavy rain made this place full of water and it seeped inside. There's no mistaking it, this is a funeral which means I've been buried dead.