Journey Deeper Novels & Stories

I added in a hushed tone. "Shh, don't let anyone know you're a mom. You look so young," she teased with a wink. "I know, fine," I conceded, my voice softening as I offered a half-hearted apology. Gratitude mingled with trepidation as I stepped out of the car and made my way towards the BBC headquarters. "Bye!" I waved at Brenda, a sense of determination driving me forward as I prepared to embark on this new chapter of my life. Little did I know, the challenges that awaited me would push me to the very brink of my abilities, testing my courage and resolve in ways I could never have imagined.

Sure, the baby hasn’t been born, but I hope to be home before it is. I trudge through the swampy terrain that leads to the trail up the mountain. I am half way across the globe in a foreign place and I know this journey won’t be easy. Dee brought me as far as she could and then wished me luck before returning. Her teleportation skills would come in handy, but I know it is too dangerous to teleport into a swamp or on a steep mountainous cliff.

His cock pounded his hole without an atom of mercy, hitting his prostate over and over. "Fuck! Fuck, Ivan!" Shawn cried as he buried himself deeply into Ivan's tight entrance. Ivan's hole greedily swallowed his entire length, his pubic hair pressed into Ivan's butt cheek. Overwhelmed with so much pleasure, Ivan stretched his legs wider, desperately yearning to meld his body with Shawn. He yearned for them to move together as one, their connection deepening with each stroke.

And I clung to that noise like a shield. When the bus pulled in, its engine groaning, people surged forward in a rush. I followed slowly, clutching my bag tighter, dragging the suitcase up the steps. Inside, the air smelled of dust and fabric softener clinging to the worn seats. I slid into my spot by the window and pressed myself against the glass. As the bus rolled out of the station, the city blurred behind me, each sight slipped further away, as though I was leaving another version of myself behind. The ride stretched long, hours marked only by the rhythm of the road and the shifting scenery outside. I watched fields replace buildings, trees replace billboards. The city noise faded into

I know deep down that I am done for. ##########

I sit up and take a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep so long, where are we?” I ask rubbing my eyes and stretching “We are in Mobile Alabama ” he says keeping his eyes on the road “It’s fine it was nice to just think to myself for a while. You were right Ro; it does suck not having anyone else but our family. I wish I could grow relationships with people and know they will be in my future, but that’s just not the life we were given, and I hate to say this, but we just have to deal with it.”

A few women’s knees gave out, and they sank to the floor, muttering, “Why Tanond…?” I knew exactly why they were reacting this way. In my previous life, it was at this exact moment that the news had broken — massive numbers of tourists to Tanond had gone missing. They were rushing headlong into a deadly trap, risking almost certain death. All I could do now was pray that fate showed no mercy and none of them return. “Wait a minute.” A man with glasses frowned sharply. “Why did they all go, but you didn’t?”

As we stepped into the passage leading deeper into the earth, I felt the bond thrum between us, alive, unstable, dangerous. And beneath it all, one truth burned through the dark. The deeper we went, the less likely we’d ever come back.

The guards didn’t see me. Moonlight cut through the trees in silver daggers as I moved deeper into the forest. My breath clouded in front of me, the air thick with the scent of earth and old things. The deeper I went, the quieter it got. No insects. No birds. Just silence. And then the same whispers. Not loud, but they were everywhere, like the trees were leaning in to speak directly into my ears. "Key… Gate…" "Awaken…" I stumbled forward until I broke through a tangle of undergrowth and found myself in a clearing.

And keep pushing. Until I can’t get any deeper. Until we can’t be any more connected. ****