Rumbling Falls Cave の小説・ストーリー

he rumbles, strengthening his thrusts so his monster of a cock hits my deepest of places. Shit, it feels good, so much better than I could even imagine. How was it that one person could make me feel like I was fading into oblivion like him? Was it because we were practically strangers? Was it because we could be caught at any second since we were in a car? Or was there something else between us? Something so much deeper than mere emotion? “More,” Ciaran growls, snapping me out of my head. “Scream my name, little mate.”

The ground rushed up to meet her, unforgiving. Her head struck hard. Darkness poured in like ink. Somewhere far away, a car screeched to a halt. A door slammed. Footsteps. Voices panicked, unfamiliar. “Oh my God, call 911!” “She’s not moving!” “Don’t touch her, don't touch her!” Nora didn’t hear them. Didn’t feel the rain that had started to fall lightly, speckling the pavement with cold dots. Didn’t know blood was pooling beneath her, dark against the road.

An Ruo feels something is quite weird with the waterfall so she ask her maids to roast the small animals that they caught just now and she takes out her rattan chairs while reading book. After two hours sitting near the stream while watching the waterfall An Ruo starts to feel bored and wants to move to explore the waterfall . Unexpectedly, while she waits for her maids and guards to clean up the area few yellow huge rocks falls from the waterfall . Chu Fan quickly pulls her towards behind the huge trees than follow by the yellow rocks , more and more yellow rocks fall from the waterfall replacing the water . The a huge sounds like Thunder makes the ground shaking . More and more larger yell

THE ICE CAVE I The climb was agonizing. It required every bit of Ruben’s strength and attention to keep Anne from falling. As for Ruben, he felt faint again, a likely combination of his head wound, the rigors of their ordeal, and nature’s frigid indifference. He almost lost his grip several times and came dangerously close to tumbling down from the wall, taking Anne with him. Throughout the climb, Ruben kept her near to make certain that, if anything disastrous did happen, he could make a last-ditch effort to save her.

They ventured into the cavern, the blue light intensifying with each step. The cavern was vast and eerily silent, devoid of the bioluminescent fungi that had illuminated their previous path. Smooth, obsidian walls reflected the cerulean glow, creating an unsettling sense of distortion. As they ventured deeper, the air grew colder, and a faint hum vibrated through the stone, resonating in their bones. Suddenly, the cavern floor gave way beneath them. Evie yelped, falling through the darkness. Liam's hand slipped from her grasp, a muffled cry escaping his lips. The fall felt like an eternity, the blue light above shrinking to a distant pinprick.

For us? 'For you, now,' he murmured, pulling me close. The bond thrummed, heat building again, the eclipse pulling at my desires. But gunfire echoed closer, shattering the moment. 'Cave. Now.' We scrambled up the rocky bank, vines clawing at my robe, the falls thundering ahead. The hidden cave mouth yawned behind a curtain of water, mist kissing our faces as we dove in. Inside, the air was warmer, lit by bioluminescent fungi glowing soft blue on the walls. The space felt alive, echoing with the waterfall's song, a sacred bubble amid the storm. I collapsed against the stone, chest heaving, Drake barricading the entrance with boulders.

Suddenly, in the distance, there came a loud rumbling sound, and the cave started to shake, as if the mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting apart. Annabelle was shocked and immediately went to the entrance of the cave, looking towards the direction where the sound was coming from, breathing heavily in a hurry. However, in front of her was pitch black, and Annabelle couldn't see anything. She didn't know what the loud noise was, but she only remembered that when she was 13 years old, it was her third year at Springvale Temple. That year, there was a lot of rain, and a nearby mountain near Springvale Temple experienced a large-scale landslide.

“Yeah, I’m so tired…ugh.” After a minute, we continue our trek up the steep rocks. The caverns are small, which makes me feel a little claustrophobic. We’re nearly halfway through our journey when Jill screams and skidders above me. I try to grasp her but, in the process, misplace several loose rocks below me. Jill manages to land on a flat rock, but my footing is off, and I begin to slip. As I do, the cavern begins to shudder, and rocks begin to rain down on us. The roar of the rocks falling is nearly deafening, and my body aches with every strike of the stones and debris that is falling. Letting myself slide down as carefully as possible, I manage to land several feet below and cover my he