Deep Books Novels & Stories

Dino’s POV I had never opened those files in many years, not out of secrecy, but because they were covered with excessive blood. They sat on my individual server, and were kept, closed over three layers of clearance, any movement or conversation thereof being neither noticed nor recalled by anyone save the dead. I read them tonight, since the name of Drina was never to be forgotten, and because I felt that silence was beginning to be a crime. The screen was dimly lit in the dark office in which I poured myself a drink that I was not determined to take. The capital of Madrid was extending beyond the glass walls, breathing life, unaware of the ghosts breathing within my empire.

ALEXANDER Jasmine slips her hand into mine as we walked to the stairs. “Have you met Dante Alacatara?.” Who the fuck is Dante Alacatara? “No... Why do you ask?.” i questioned, while confusion is visibly showing on my face. “Alexander, stop acting like an old school. Don't tell me you haven't met Dante Alacatara of 'fall for fire' season two.” GREAT! i'm now having movie discussions when they're a million and one things to talk about. So, fucking, great!.

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.

began to explain the "Reasoning of the Deep." "The 'Blue-Standard' is a 'World of Decay,' Avery," the liquid-voice resonated. "You want 'Autonomy,' but you only produce 'Grief' and 'Friction.' The 'Hydro-Symmetry' is the 'Final-Balance.' In the 'Deep,' there is no 'Individual-Loss' because there is no 'Individual-Gain.' We are 'Constant.' We are 'Total.' We are the 'Ending' that the '150,000-word' history deserves."

The Geography of the Deep-Data Ethan’s boots hit the silt with a "Muffled" thud that vibrated through his entire "Strong Frame." The ground here wasn't sand; it was a "Labyrinth" of volcanic glass and tectonic debris, illuminated by the hellish orange glow of the "Sovereign" geothermal tap. The structure loomed over him like a cathedral of "Gilded" industry, its pipes pulsing with the lifeblood of the "Sovereign Nodes."

The night air kissed my skin as I let go, the water already calling to me. My body shifted as soon as I dove in. I didn’t want to say anything in front of Reed because I knew he'd stop us. My legs fused, and my tail flared out behind me as I sliced through the water with Darian by my side. That jerk was now in our territory and about to learn the consequences of messing with one of the Deep. ----- Meanwhile Reno squinted at the digital screen, his fingers adjusting the clarity of the binocular monitor mounted on the side of their boat. The sun had set below the horizon, leaving the ocean in shadows. That’s when he finally caught it... the name.

When we get farther into the cave, it will be completely dark in there. Just lean against the wall for a moment while I unlock the entrance to the secret refuge. There is illumination, food, and supplies available at that location. There is still some time before our appointment with Jack, so let's get started.Her complexion changed dramatically in an instant. "Are you suggesting that we go into that cave to hide?"His brows lowered in surprise. “Right. Below the surface, there is a cave that has been concealed. Even if they thoroughly investigate the cavern, they won't be able to find us.

My eyes looking down, focusing on the bubbles floating on the surface of the water. He places his hand under my chin and tips my head up to look at him. I could forever be lost in his deep blue eyes. They look like a vast, endless ocean that is determined to pull me in and drown me. “It would seem that fate wanted to bring two lost souls together tonight.” He whispers, his lips only at most an inch from mine. He lets go of my chin and places his hands on my bottom, sliding me so my naked body is pressed against him and we are skin to skin. I feel his throbbing member pressed against me and my core begins to ache. I want him to fill me up, taking me on wave after wave of ecstasy until we coll

“Boss, everything is ready.” Ivan nodded, and the group began to move away. Jennifer saw such a scene for the first time, black cars like powerful night leopards moving in rows, armed with top-notch guns and ammunition. So this is the power and power of the underworld? Jennifer looked around excitedly, she felt very proud to follow Ivan. “This car is nice.” Will smiled, he was in the driver's seat, beside Kate. The back seats are Ivan and Jennifer. “Not only is it beautiful, but it is also bulletproof.”

Despite the recovery, a lingering unease hung in the air like smoke that refused to dissipate. “They’re always a step ahead… almost like they survey us. What am I missing?” Bleak muttered, jotting on his whiteboard. The squeaks of the marker echoed through the dimly lit, isolated room. His gaze drifted over the scattered notes, connecting fragments of information like pieces of a puzzle. “What are you thinking, Emily? Leaving River will only complicate your sentence.” Bleak paused, his brow furrowed, as he connected the misplaced points. He recalled Daryl’s testimony about Hound seeing into the future. “I see! Perhaps your dark times spent in the underworld molded you.”