Deep Six Novel Novels & Stories

"Continue." "She's broken already. I could see it in her eyes. Whatever I said hit every insecurity she has." Dreyven sat down in the leather chair across from me, finally still. "So I'm going to find out what matters to her most and destroy it. Slowly. Until she wishes she'd never walked into that library." "Dude, that's dark," Dreyton said, but he was grinning. "I like it." Dreylen shook his head. "This is going to end badly."

" His voice remained calm and assured, as if he were certain I couldn’t leave him. He seemed certain I couldn’t let go and wouldn’t dare escape the palm of his hand. It was as though he were certain I would eventually compromise and come crawling back. I glanced at the boarding time. Expressionless, I said, "Understood." Then I ended the call decisively, pulled out the SIM card and dropped it into the trash, powered off the phone, and boarded the flight to Zurich, Switzerland. 'Dante, our game has only just begun. Did you really think I would surrender like this? You’re wrong. I’m going to make you watch with your own eyes as the empire you painstakingly built collapses. 'I’m going to make y

This group of vampires, who only knew how to take from me and use me for their own ends, were not worthy of being my clan. And that unworthy mate, I had already given up on him completely. He would get what was coming to him. --- Three Months Later — Silver Moon Clan Territory I stood on the balcony of my new castle, looking out over the moonlit city, feeling at peace. My phone rang. It was Chloe. “Lydia, did you see the news?” her voice was buzzing with excitement. “Your ex’s clan has completely collapsed!” “I saw,” I said lightly. The internal vampire communiqués were very detailed:

I said softly. “Yes, you could.” Lady Iris said with a smile on her face. “How did you even-” “Dae-Jung went to the end of the world to retrieve these stones for us, sacred to the ends of our planet.” Lady Iris said, and I looked at her brother in surprise. How peculiar. Dae-Jung traveled to the end of the world, but what for? “For us?” I questioned before I could stop myself and Lady Iris smiled down at her hands resting in her lap.

Trigger Warnings: Explicit sexual content, dominance, possessiveness, power dynamics, multiple partners, light restraints, consensual group sex. Main Characters: Serena Vale (FL), Dorian Blackwell, Luca Moretti, and Jace Rowe (Billionaire Trio) . . The room smelled like sin, like cologne and whiskey and leather, thick with male hunger. Serena Vale stood in the center of the penthouse, the city glittering behind her through floor-to-ceiling windows, heart hammering in her chest.

Trent The very second I drifted into consciousness from the deep sleep I had been in, I remembered I was a married man. A smile spread over my face before I even opened my eyes. I was married. Well, I wasn’t just married. I was married to the best woman in the whole wide world. She was mine. All mine.

Totally ruined and would reveal the truth to everyone. Are you not afraid of that Jeoff?! Your deepest darkest secret Jeoff! Don’t you wait until I’ve finally run out of patience Jeoff… I HATE YOU! I want to cry right now! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL

The Deep Web was a landscape of "Narrative Poverty." As Silas and Lyra stood on the shore of the liquid-mercury sea, they felt the "System" attempting to "Down-sample" their existence. The gold-and-sapphire light of Silas’s skin and the violet starlight of Lyra’s wings were being compressed, their vibrant colors turning into a grainy, low-fidelity grey. To the Merchant-Beast, they were no longer "Sovereigns"; they were "Excess Assets" to be liquidated.

My dad's voice was icy, and he snapped impatiently, "Did Fiona put you up to this? Tell her to come home quickly! We don't have time to fool around!" The tone of the officer on the other end grew sterner. "Mr. Rivers, we don't have time to fool around with you either. Ms. Fiona has been stabbed 21 times, and she has passed away. We need you to come to the station and identify her body." The entire room fell into a hushed silence. After a long time, my mom grabbed hold of my dad's sleeve and asked in a trembling voice, "This…this can't be real, right? Honey?"

From the age of ten, every dollar my parents spent on me became a debt. Tuition. Clothes. Food. Even medical bills. By eighteen, I had signed one hundred and ninety-nine promissory notes. But Camilla—the daughter of the man who died protecting my parents—received everything for free. They gave her my bedroom, my inheritance bracelet, a Manhattan apartment, a Maserati, and eventually even the attention of my fiancé, Nick. My parents called it repaying her father’s sacrifice. They called my suffering “heir training.” On the eighteenth birthday Camilla and I shared, I was seriously injured in a car accident. While my family celebrated her aboard a Caribbean yacht, I begged them for three thousa