Journey Deeper Novels & Stories

She was already at the door, when she stopped, took a deep breath and spoke again, “and it is not a good thing because I would end up with a broken bone. I will send you the material through email, if you have any questions let me know. Bye.” I was stuck with what she told me. But soon I realized she left, I knew she started to cry I could tell that, and after a couple of seconds, when I regained myself I followed her. I was still accepting the things she told me, but I need her to know that I will never hurt her. I wanted to hug her so bad my arms started to hurt.

I've fallen for a knight He shoots me this arrow of love I can't resist It's impeccable! It's impeccable! It's impeccable! It's an impeccable feeling for the impeccable you. I sang as i thought of him, i had no idea I've being crying again, I remembered my dad's word "tears does not solve problems" i wiped my tears but my eyes still watered, my stomach grumbled cos I've not eaten and I my didn't know when I slept off. ***

¶Aiyla PoV¶ ¶But One Of The Big Lessons I have Learned From My Journey Is You Can't Please Everyone, So Don't Try¶ - CHRIs COLfER 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ Sometimes in life painful things can teach us lessons that we didn't think we needed to know...

It was as far as he ever went. The junction up ahead was staring at him, waiting for him to choose his next path, but alas, he never went past the junction, it was his boundary. His eyes glanced around, scanning the environment. He could see people blending into alleys and moving themselves to hide from the angry storm. He let out a gruff breath, certain that thus, his walk has come to an end.

John was left with more questions than answers. Once the coast was clear, the lynx continued its journey, heading back to the campsite, following the trail they had left earlier. The forest came alive with sights and sounds that only a predator like the lynx could truly appreciate. John's heart raced, and his feline instincts took completely over as he ventured further into the wilderness.

It was like heaven had also become much, much closer. “Giovanni,” I cried, his name again aching my back, making him slide deeper into my throbbing pussycat. Giovanni’s hands moved under my body, clasping the cheeks of my bottom as he angled his thrusts. This time, he went so much deeper into me, and with every plunge of his length, it would rub against the sensitive nub of my flesh, making me gasp. I had thought that there would be no greater pleasure than what his thrusts were already giving me, but this—

Her smile was beautiful, yes, but it was her laughter that lingered longer, more soothing. It seemed to reach something deep within him, making the journey feel lighter despite the endless miles ahead. Days passed, though Joya could not tell how long exactly. What she didn't know was that Prator had deliberately taken a longer route, winding through the desert and over low dunes, just to spend more time with her. Night fell, and dawn came, the cycle repeating itself. The camels trudged on, tirelessly, carrying them across the vastness of Hamstung.

​The journey to the Jovian system was a descent into a cathedral of ice and silence. Away from the warm, humming pulse of the Awakened Earth, the Respiration felt like a lonely heartbeat in a graveyard of stars. For Kael, the transition was more than physical; it was a stripping away of the armor he had worn since the Shallows. Without the Earth’s Chorus to anchor him, the eighty years of loss, the weight of the "Muted" decades, and the faces of those he had buried began to crowd the quiet corridors of the ship.

The formation traveling. The framework deepening. The roots deepening. The water still. Rising still. Always.

Their connection was raw, urgent, a promise etched in sweat and whispered breath that neither past nor shadow could touch what they had built. They laid together intertwined with each other - like nothing would ever stop what they have. ~"~ Beyond the sanctuary’s protective walls, Jasper’s path was no less urgent or fraught. Determined and haunted by the secrets swirling around Sarah’s fate, he set off on a solitary quest. The knowledge that Sarah was alive - hidden far beyond their reach in the Deep Water Pack - ignited a fierce resolve to bring her safely home. Each step he took was laden with hope and danger, the stakes rising as he navigated through shadows both natural and supernatural.