Hidden Depths Novels & Stories

Toward whatever was awakening below. Then he answered. 💔 “You fell in love with a memory.” 😱😱😱 The room exploded with light. The staircase cracked. The darkness screamed. And deep beneath the mansion… Something opened its eyes. 👁️ Not one eye. Not two. Thousands. 👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️ Watching. Waiting. Remembering. 💀 A voice echoed from below. Ancient. Cold. Hungry.

CHAPTER 7: PARKING GARAGE BLACKMAIL PT 1 Raven Holt stepped out of the elevator into the nearly empty multi-level parking garage. It was late Friday evening, and most people had already gone home. The air felt cool and damp against her skin. Her sheer white blouse clung to her slim-thick figure, and since she wore no bra, her full breasts and dark nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. Her tight pencil skirt hugged her round ass and toned thighs as she walked. Her heels clicked loudly on the floor with every step. Her stomach twisted with dread after Mr. Grayson’s terse text.

And something older beneath it. Something rotten. Elena stared into the darkness below. Stone stairs disappeared deep underground. The whispers sounded almost excited now. Home. Her necklace pulsed warm against her throat. Every instinct told her to walk away. Instead— Elena stepped inside. The hidden door closed quietly behind her. Darkness swallowed everything. ————————— The underground chambers felt ancient. Not built. Buried. The stone walls narrowed tightly around Elena while dim lanterns flickered weakly along the corridor. Her footsteps echoed softly.

Marcus watched me as if I were a bad joke. "Putting on a show." He sneered. "You think just making a call will" His words died on his lips. Because a loud roar suddenly came from outside the window. Everyone turned their heads, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows. In the sky, a black private helicopter was slowly descending. On the side of the fuselage, a prominent silver 'V' crest was emblazoned. That was the Vanguard family crest. The entire corridor fell into a deathly silence.

The Seven-Star Vault did not look like a "Mechanical" fortress from the outside. It was a "Null State" of architectural camouflage—a seamless expanse of black basalt and "Zero-Point" glass tucked into the vertical face of the mountain. To the "Unindexed" traveler, it looked like a natural cliff. To Ethan Hawke, it was the "Source-Code" of his greatest nightmare.

I advise you not to push your luck. "Who knows what you went through during your two-year disappearance; maybe you've been with men all that time, and now you still want to compete with me..." As she spoke, her eyes glanced toward the door, and the next moment, she picked up the water from the table and poured it on her own face. "So cold." The delicate features of her face were stained with water, and her hair and foundation mixed together, giving her an indescribable vulnerability. Xavier, through the meeting room window, happened to see her distressed state.

The last soldier raised his weapon, voice shaking. “F—f—” The horned silhouette surged—and the rifle clattered to the dirt. Silence returned like a lid coming down. The fire still burned, casting light over twisted canvas. No one moved. The Labyrinth – Deep Cavern – Night Below the firestorm, deep in the ancient labyrinth, Sean and Jessica crossed a stone threshold unseen by human eyes for thousands of years. The chamber ahead glowed unnaturally white, its walls threaded with gold that shimmered like veins in rock.

How has she not sensed me yet? I watch as she continues dancing, swaying her hips, and twisting her arms above her head. I’m captivated. She takes a step towards the center of the pond. No! This is called Black Hole Pond because it goes from incredibly shallow to indescribably deep without any warning. She falls in and I watch, in shock, as she thrashes and splashes underneath the water, before suddenly, the water stills.

Dismounting from his back and slumping limply on the ground. In-young seemed not to have a handful of energy left to reply to In-hwa's explicit jealousy and mocking rebuke. She raised the remaining bowl of cool cinnamon punch and drained it in a single breath. Then she wiped the water flowing from her lips with the back of her hand. Gleaming her eyes—terribly gloomy and dripping with an awakened siren's allure—toward her mother and sister, she declared: "Beyond that deep forest..." "A towering waterfall as if to swallow the world, a deep lake cold to the bone, and an eerie secret cave where white-crumbling skeletons tumble affectionately are hidden."

Sorry boss, goodnight" she stood and left. Toyota dropped the tray of food immediately, then she went back into the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror, stripping herself. She stared at her nude body blankly, and her eyes caught the mark Denzel left on her left b**b during their s*x. The tattooed dot mark. She touched it, and memories of the s*x began coming. She smirked, and her expression turned colder. "Anytime we meet again, Denzel, I'll kill you" she muttered. ••• The over 100 Hunters are gathered in the neon room already, all masked. They've never seen each other's faces before, they only know names, that's how critical their secrecy it. Even Godzil