Deeper And Deeper Book Novels & Stories

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

"Imman, I hope that we will never be separated again and that our wedding day be a reality but you still have some things to do. I will wait until everything clears out..." Imman did not reply. He only reciprocated the kiss given to him by the heiress until his phone rang, it was his ex-father-in-law, chairman Ruiz. Both have let go of their embraces - Cassandra finally said goodbye to Imman and went inside the house. The children have already gone to bed except for Elijah who was still in the living room, reading a book. Not wanting to waste any opportunity on being alone with her firstborn, Cassandra sat beside him, asking him about the book that he was reading and also about the rumor she

- I whispered, gasping for breath. Oliver, hearing my words and seeing my changing reaction, began to move faster, his thrusts stronger and less gentle. Our hands explored each part of the other's body, caressing each other with love. Both mine and Oliver's breathing gradually quickened, and the atmosphere in the room became thick and hot, like in some tropical jungle.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

“You’re getting worse.” Kael didn’t deny it. “It’s contained.” “For now,” Jarek said. “You’re burning from the inside out. You can’t keep pretending this is normal.” Kael’s laugh was dry. “Nothing about us has ever been normal.” Jarek stepped closer. “You took the Deep into yourself. We don’t even know what that means. For you. For him.” He nodded toward the sleeping baby. Kael’s eyes darkened. “I’ll find out before it does.”

"Writers write." She told Yetunde what the second book was. The particular shape of it — the after, the remaining, the continuing of the becoming. Yetunde listened with the quality of attention she brought to things she was interested in. When Adaeze finished there was a pause. "It's better than the first one," Yetunde said. Adaeze looked at the pages on the screen. "You haven't read it," she said. "I don't need to," Yetunde said. "The first book was about surviving something. The second book is about what you do with yourself after the surviving. The second book is what the first book was building toward without knowing it. That's always the better book."

"You have this way of drawing people in, like the pull of the tide—enigmatic yet inviting." Deep considered her words, feeling the weight of their depth. "I've always believed in the power of depth in understanding the layers beneath the surface. It's where true beauty lies." She turned to him, captivated by his introspection. "And that's what makes you so unique, Deep. Your ability to delve deeper, to see beyond what's apparent, and to find meaning in everything." He smiled, a glint of appreciation in his eyes. "You have this uncanny ability to see through me, Gia. It's as if you understand the depths of my thoughts without me saying a word."

until I completely let the deep slumber pull me in. *** The fun is about to commence in the upcoming chapters so stay tuned. Love, Krystal Goodnovel

"The fourth book is available only to the reader who has been inside a long accumulation long enough that the ordinary day is the deepest thing they know." Ernest looked at him. "The ordinary day is the deepest thing." "Yes," Don said. "The deepest thing available to the person inside the accumulation. Not the significant events — the naming, the trips, the books. The ordinary day. The Wednesday with thirty years of Wednesdays in it. That is the deepest thing." He held Ernest's gaze. "The fourth book argues that the ordinary day is the deepest thing. The sequence of four books has been approaching this argument from the beginning. The first book is about where we are. The second is about wha

The sharp sound echoed inside the home, and blood trickled from the corner of my lips. She screeched, "How dare you interrupt when an elder is speaking! Is that how your parents raised you? Besides, am I wrong? Chuck would never have fallen for someone like you if you didn't seduce him!"