Off The Deep End Novels & Stories

Is this really how it ends? ***

There was no turning back now. The End.

Life couldn't be any better. THE END

For the rest of their lives. - The End -

I assumed he would be hurt and maybe he would also scream at me and stop talking for days but eventually I knew he would understand because Adrian was a good merman. I kept swimming for a good thirty-minutes until I realized I’d strayed into a much deeper end. The part of the ocean where no mermaid swam into.I panicked. I’d heard a lot of stories about the deep-end, about how mer-folk disappeared down there, eaten by a large species of fish or something more sinister. The horror stories of the deep end were infamous. In school we used to do dares and see if anyone could swim until the deep end and swim back but no one dared to do it.

I'm off the deep end Watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground.. Crash through the surface.. Where they can't hurt us... We're far from the shallow now... 🎶Shallow by Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper 🎶 _______________________________ ~Wesley~

I had just put my phone down when the screen lit up again. Several messages from an unknown number came in. They were intimate videos of Rachel and Samuel. There were also photos of Rachel with Samuel and our son, Morgan, as well as even more messages after that. [Samuel said the person he let down the most is me. He said he owes me a family.] [Cindy Wright, you took my place for a decade. It's time to give it back.] How laughable.

"I'll be fine. You should hurry up and go. It's not nice to be late." Eventually, Zeke's car drove off. I submitted my paperwork and checked the date on my phone. After doing some calculations, I realized that I was leaving the country in five days. After I returned home, I began scrolling through social media. I came across a video of Howard Carter kissing his girlfriend passionately. After the happy couple had their moment, the crowd began to urge Zeke and Scarlett to do the same. "You have a wonderful woman beside you, Zeke. You should seize the opportunity when it presents itself to you," Howard told Zeke with a smile. He turned to look at Scarlett as he spoke.

Her cheeks were flushed with satisfaction, and dark red marks covered the soft skin above her chest. Even the black lace dress I had bought for our anniversary had been stained with a few suggestive spots of blood. The room was filled with loud, crude men. Whistles and teasing laughter echoed through the air. “Ms. Jones finally ended her single life tonight.” “So? Was Eric good enough to make your legs give out?” Their eyes shifted toward me, followed by another round of whispers. “Shane is pathetic. He spent years acting like a loyal dog around her, and he still did not get her first time.”

Kyrian's Pov "Day five," Mark said into the microphone, his voice bouncing off every wall in the athletics centre. "For the final event of the playbook Olympics we'll be having the endurance relay." James leaned in. "And for those of you who thought the art challenge was the hard one—" "It was not the hard one." "It was genuinely not the hard one." Mark repeated. The course was set up across the centre floor—stations marked out in sequence, each one worse than the last. Plank holds, wall sits. A balance platform at the far end that nobody was looking at directly, a timed run through the final stretch that connected everything.