In Too Deep Real Story Novels & Stories

He scoffed and like that, the fangs had retracted and his eyes back to their regular shade. With a deep sigh, he knew what he had to do. He was going to have to tell the young lady about the recent turn of events. It's not like a different choice was left for me. He hushed the voice inside and proceeded to rid himself of his pants, its button and zipper, long undone. I really need that steam shower, he thought.

Deep’s father spoke. Dr. Reynolds took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to convey the extent of Deep's injuries without causing any further distress. "I'll be honest with you. Deep has sustained severe injuries. He has deep cuts and bruises all over his body, indicative of a brutal assault. I honestly don’t know how he is even still breathing after all the torture he seems to have gone through. Additionally, several bones are broken, and there might be internal injuries we are yet to fully assess."

He stopped meeting Zoe after his wife found out about their affair, and he let his wife deal with Zoe. Zoe was beaten up by the man's wife at the entrance of a mall a few days ago. The news trended on local news, and she became a disgrace. A few days later, she received a summon from the court. The middle-aged man's wife wanted her to return all the money her husband had given her. Zoe was at her wit's end, so she pulled the same old trick again and got together with an old man who had divorced for years. According to the rumors, the old man was a womanizer and had many diseases. Everybody in the social circle knew about it, but nobody told Zoe. It was clear that Zoe's future would only end

It's too much to bear. It felt like everything is stop for me. All doors of happiness is closed for me. I think I don't deserve happiness. I'm again alone. Alone... I only felt emptiness. Like everything is empty. My heart is broken in more than. Million pieces. I don't know when sleep engulfed me. When I woke up in the morning. I was in bed but I was sleeping on the floor then I came here. Suddenly my phone ringed.. It shows an unknown number. I picked up the call "so... Finally you see the real face of your husband. ",.....

"Wendy, why? Why won't you just tell me the truth?" Trisha gripped my chin mockingly, sneering, "Quite the performance you've put on. Who are you kneeling for, you murderess? Playing the dutiful daughter-in-law? I bet you're just afraid that someone might be watching! Well, not everyone is fooled by your act!" I struggled desperately to break free from her grip when suddenly, the memory on the screen shifted. A group of people approached the cemetery. I was shoved into a burlap sack, then blows rained down on me. The sickening crack of my ribs fractured the air between their snarled curses, and soon, blood began to seep through the sack.

I laugh. Soon my laugh fades and I sit quietly for the remainder of the ride. After church Malika, Blake, and I go out to eat. I enter and greet the bartender Phillip. He says hello but he's engrossed with this news story. Deep Woods campsite had two gruesome murders last night. A father and son camping by the lake were dragged from their RV and mauled. "Oh my God! We were there last night!" I gasp. Phillip turns facing me saying, "That's crazy! There are no bears or lions in Deep Woods! What in God's name could've done that?"

"I don't want to see her in this pack again." No matter how she screamed and struggled, she was dragged out. Mason did not look back. He was already drowning in regret: real, crushing regret. He found the doctor who handled my exam and confirmed that the day I fainted… I was already pregnant. Still, that night, he left me lying there unconscious…to run to Eira. His fist slammed into the wall, knuckles splitting open. "How could I have been so blind?" With that regret still burning in his chest, he headed back home.

The doctor sighed, "Some lady who was unfortunate, and got married to a sucker. She has lost more pregnancies than you can imagine from the beating she receives from her husband. There is no month she doesn't come to this hospital" "Asshole, he should be sued" his friend clicked his tongue in irritation. "Asshole indeed," the doctor replied before walking away along with his friend. George is an asshole indeed but used to be Lydia's Mr. Perfect, the Mr. Right before marriage. In fact, he was every woman's dream including hers. She was so happy to finally get married to him. A mere orphan getting married to a smart, rich, and handsome young man like George, was a dream come true.

I thought one more risk could buy us a new beginning. So I swallowed the drug. Five hours later, they gave me a prepaid debit card and sent me home. By the time I reached our basement apartment in Queens, pain was spreading through my lower back, and my mouth tasted like rust. I stopped outside the door, heard enough from Adrian’s phone call to understand everything, then covered my mouth as blood surged up my throat. My parents were alive. Liz was alive. The debt was fake. And the past five years had only been a punishment.

The pen in his hand clattered to the floor. At that moment, his phone vibrated on the desk. “Hello? Is this Alpha Kane? We received a report— a body has been discovered in one of your rental dens.”