Journey Deeper Novels & Stories

​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.

It sinks. Straight into deeper trouble.

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

Seeking Deeper Fantasy is set in Stark city, where Corey Lawson, a 31 years old faces challenges as he discovers that the woman he is in love with, Kisha Prime, is the reason his whole childhood became a nightmare. Driven by resilience, he takes Legacy Woodwork to a greater height. Kisha Prime, a 25 years old, raised by her stepfather Morgan Lawson, the man who abandons his family to be with his one true love, Marla. Sharing deep memories together of life, but unfortunately are not allowed to be together because of the hatred between both families. Robert Prime, deeply in love with Marla orchestrated a wedge between Morgan and Marla by getting married to her against her will. Mor

Somewhere in the distance, a bird called, a rare sound in the Hollow, and one that made Kael’s throat ache with a strange kind of hope. He finally said, “If it comes again, I’ll need to go deeper this time. The surface control isn’t enough anymore.” Aria frowned. “Deeper? What do you mean?” “The ley veins beneath the Hollow,” Kael explained, motioning toward the ravine below. “They run straight into the old Gate Chamber. That’s where the Deep first touched this land, where it marked me. If I can anchor the tether there, I might be able to control the flow before it spreads.”

she said gently, "the journey to the royal jungle is not merely a physical one. It's a journey of the spirit, a quest for understanding and connection. The jungle is a place where one can find answers, but it's also a place where one must listen." Cynthia nodded, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon as the sun began to dip below the palace walls. The prospect of visiting the royal jungle had ignited a spark of excitement within her, a renewed sense of purpose. It was a path toward self-discovery and fulfillment, a way to bridge the gap between her duties and her desires.

I won't let that jerk hurt you. ------END OF DEEP'S POV------

The three travelers went through another narrow passageway before ascending a few steps to outside the pyramid. The sun had sunk lower and they knew that it would soon be twilight. They were told by the healer to hold on to their cups and they each carried their cups as they climbed towards the third level. “So, what does that mean?” asked Eldion. “What does the candlewax say about our own desire?” “Nothing!” replied Casser. “Do you really think wax solidifying on the most delicious tea I’ve tasted would say something about what you desire? I desire delicious tea. That’s what I want right now.”

A person who can wipe memories selectively and can also create memories according to their will. Deep lines appeared on Serena's forehead. After thinking deeply for a while, she ordered, "Okay, forget about investing them. Now your only concern is to search for that biscuit's people with others. Earlier you mentioned that establishing a connection from there is hard. You have the Radar sapphire, right? Use that to search for his people and keep reporting."

I put my full attention into making my women happy. And for a while traveling completed my need for more but now I can feel that excitement fading. I don’t feel the same rush I felt when I was a young man getting off planes in different countries. I would feel a rush whenever I got to a new city. Ready to explore, eat, talk to new people, and learn. Now it feels like routine and that’s why I came back home to reset but sitting here right now I wonder if I will ever feel the same rush I did if I do decide to go back to my old life. The nomad life has been such a big part of my identity that I feel like I don’t know who I am without it