Novel & Cerita The Body Beneath

He muttered as his hands started roaming her chest. “I still have to pack.” She rolled her sad eyes at him. “5 minutes then.” Without waiting for her to respond, he crushed their lips together and started kissing her… Fifteen minutes later, the family of five gathered in a detached, small house behind their main building. The boys and Ashley carried well-packed backpacks, and their mother carried a small beach bag that was bugling with god knows what. They quietly entered a room that looked like a library. Bernard pressed down on a pitch black, glossy looking book and a clunking sound filled the room. Gradually, one of the bookshelves started moving inward until a doorway appeared. Bernard p

The dwarf says. The dark below is a prison that is located under the sea where there is nothing but darkness and creatures that feed off of the nothingness and memories of men and women. This is the world that the Circle protects everyone else from and the same world where Troy finds himself in. Smells of rotting fish and dead meat surfaces along the fire prince’s nose. Things that are dead is piled upon the surface. Instead of a proper floor or greenery to stand upon he walks on the bodies of dead animals both that once belong on the land and sea. With each step he takes he can hear the floor’s bodies crush under the flesh of his feet. Then every time he lifts his foot to venture forward, t

Then instinct kicked in. I darted to the far side of the bed, my boots barely making a sound against the rug, and dropped to my knees. The space beneath was low and shadowed, dust curling in the air as I shoved myself under. My back scraped against the frame. I pressed myself flat, curling my arms tight against my chest. The footsteps drew closer.The latch clicked. Light spilled in as the door opened, stretching long bars of brightness across the floor. Brielle stepped inside.

Something far older. Something waiting beneath the ocean. To Be Continued...

The ground settles above me, sealing my whole body with dungeon floor soil. I feel my whole body buried under the ground.

The pulse hit her palm and she felt it move through her entire body, through the convergence, through the pack bond, through Thornfield's territory from boundary stone to boundary stone and she held it. Behind her sixty three wolves gasped simultaneously. The river went still. And then, from somewhere below the valley floor, a sound began. Not a sound exactly the wrong word, no human language had the right word. A resonance. A frequency. Something the body felt rather than heard, moving up through the earth like a tide coming in, and coming in, and coming in. The Underneath were waking. Betty held the frequency and did not flinch.

“Better?” he asked urgently as he lowered me to the bed. I laid back, breathing hard, staring up at him. I was wearing only my drenched panties, but they felt too tight on my heated skin. The physical sensation against my flesh was intolerable. Reaching for the elastic waistband of my panties, I pulled them off so that I was lying naked on the bed. I wanted to hide, to disappear. I didn’t want to be the person this was happening to. I've never wanted to be that person.

Her body took inventory while her mind caught up: shoulders a little tight, quads lit with yesterday’s lesson, bruise on the cheek fading to a pale crescent she could almost forget until steam fogged a mirror and reminded her where it came from. She brushed her teeth at the window and watched the grounds climb from gray to color. A kitchen light snapped on. Another blinked in the carriage house. Vince would already be downstairs. Marco would be somewhere negotiating with gravity and a mug. The basement gym waited like a square of intention—rubber tile, heavy bags, a rack of iron arranged by gravity and cruelty, mirrors that refused to flatter. Eucalyptus rode out of the towel closet. The deh

It was the monster under her bed that had finally grown a face. She reached under her pillow and felt the rough fabric of the small denim jacket she had tucked there. She thought about the red stitches: *Sari*. "I'm not going to be a nobody forever, Sari," Lina whispered into the dark. "He thinks he erased you. He thinks the darkness swallowed you whole. But he forgot that you left a light behind."

And somewhere deep beneath the city. something awakened. Something that had been sleeping for thousands of years.