In Too Deep Novels & Stories

Water so deep, how do we breathe? How do we climb? So we stay in this mess This beautiful mess tonight ╔═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╗ ꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆

Emily inquired from her mother with tears flowing down her cheeks. "Of course his wife is not dead. Don't you understand? We know them to be married on paper. But in Darryl's heart, he has never been married before. Therefore, he does not have a dead person for a wife. This is simple logic. Are you that dumb to not understand this?" Mrs Davis said with great disappointment.

As Drew pulls me closer and kisses me softly under the faint shimmer of lights, I can’t help but think… How could a man so sweet have been hiding beneath the surface all this time? THE END

Her moans echoed loudly through the room. With my cock hard as a rock, desperately needing to enter her, I went for her body with the hunger of an animal, but I was afraid that my weight could hurt the baby. So, I turned her on her side and settled myself on her back, in the same position. With one hand, I lifted one of her legs in the air, while she fitted my glans into her entrance, in the right place and with a single movement of my hips I entered her, hard and deep, her wet and soft walls welcomed me deliciously, driving me crazy to the point of making me let out a grunt of pure satisfaction. I pulled my hips and buried myself in her again, pressing hard, going very deep, until I could n

At Binge’s lair, the dream began. Once a core of Rivermirror’s hope, it had grown dark and foreboding. Binge—a man who once ended city-wide hunger and fought for peace—had achieved greatness, but at a cost few would dare to pay. The large table, sculpted in the shape of Rivermirror’s map, was where the remnants of the elites gathered. Around it, a fractured council sat, each burdened by their own shadows: Binge: With stress plucking his hair one by one and his skin tainted green from the relay core’s toxic exposure, he looked twice his age. The foul smell of death emanated from him, unmistakable and suffocating.

They were confused, but he offered no explanation. … Deep in the mountains, there was a place surrounded by towering peaks. Just then, a scream of pure agony tore through the wilderness, echoing across the entire range. Animals scattered in all directions. Flocks of migratory birds flapped wildly as they flew away. This was where Zeke had chosen to endure the second wave of torment. He had underestimated the pain and overestimated his own limits. Every second felt like a millennium, and every breath couldn't come faster. He was drowning in agony that it felt as though the veins in his body were snapping one by one.

Vincent said softly from the chair beside me, breaking my focus. He leaned over, tapping the edge of my tablet with his pen. "Relax. Take a deep breath.” "I just want this over with, Vincent," I whispered back, adjusting the collar of my blazer with trembling fingers. "The atmosphere in this place is completely suffocating. It feels like the walls are watching us."

Chapter 29 Skylar’s POV The sight hit me like a slap. A female staff member was on her knees in front of Ivan, literally devouring his cock while he fucked her mouth with his eyes squeezed shut in raw pleasure. Soft, wet sounds filled the small lounge, and his hand was tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm. No wonder they hadn’t heard me calling his name. The door had opened without a sound, and for one frozen second, I just stood there, jaw slack, unable to look away from the crude scene unfolding right in front of me.

People feared the unknown, hence 'The Deep' was one of the most feared forbidden areas in all of Zandor. Unlike the Forest of Gloom, The Deep wasn't located on flat land, but was actually a valley. If one stood on a higher ground, they could easily identify this death trap. This valley was completely desolate, and no matter how brightly the sun shone, its luminous rays could never penetrate the darkness that coated the valley. Like a blanket, this darkness prevented any light from getting through. Even rain was no exception to this exile. Seeing a figure seated in this dark land would have terrified anyone, for how could someone survive in this place?

“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.”