The Body Beneath Novels & Stories

She opened her eyes. “But they're scared.” I frowned. “Your sister?” She shook her head. “No.” Her expression changed. “There's another heartbeat.” “Where?” “Below us.” I looked at the warehouse floor. A basement. Of course. Marcus moved closer. “There's an underground service level beneath this building.” “Entrance?” “Back loading area.” I looked at Lena. “Stay here.” “No.” “Lena.” “If my sister is down there, I'm going.” I knew better than to waste time arguing.

"What did they call them before?" Obanai looked at me with the particular expression of someone who was delighted to have a new audience. "The Deep Floor. Which is exactly what it sounds like. The lower geological level of the northern realm, sitting beneath habitable land the way a cellar sits beneath a house." He leaned forward. "The problem is that the cellar is rotting and no one built a drain." "That's a very specific metaphor." "It's an accurate one." Nala was looking at her nails. Hale had closed his eyes.

A breath. And something knocked from beneath the tomb.

Denser. “Then it miscalculated,” he said. But Kael’s gaze darkened. “No,” he said. “It adapted.” --- The Fracture Beneath Deep below the sanctuary— Something moved. Not on the battlefield. Not in the skies. But beneath their feet. A low tremor rippled through the ground, subtle enough to go unnoticed by most… but not by Ethan. His head snapped slightly. “You felt that?” Raven asked. Ethan nodded slowly. “It’s not coming from outside.”

It was a countdown. The chapter ends as the palace floor begins to vibrate, not with life, but with a rhythmic, mechanical thud coming from deep beneath the planet’s crust—something that hadn't been woken up by the greenery. "Something's under the seeds," Aradaa whispered.

Kelsa realized that the doctor's plan was feasible but extremely difficult to execute. How were they going to hide two life babies from two scary bodybuild guards without them making a sound? Actually, this basement did not have a window. It was specifically designed with only one way to exit. The door. What could they do? "Yes! I know what to do!" Doctor Brown said excitedly as he thought of a plan immediately. He used gauze to cover the mouth of the little ones and used plaster to shut them up. After that, he hid them behind the door in an orderly manner.

As endless possibilities filled her mind, she felt her body shiver with cold right as they entered the basement. The lights were dim and eerie green in color.

I didn't remember Imuthis much from the story but he is here created by me for some reason. "Mike it's time." (Right now!? Isn't it too early?) "Your body is pretty much healed and what's more there's something big creature below that's heading towards you." (Don't tell me it's the black thing again!?) "Seems like it." Enveloping by a black mist Mike didn't resist and let his body gave in. ********************** Waking up from the real his real body Mike immediately took a peek below with his dazzling stars view. At the below, there is nothing except the giant black light.

I push the door silently, the wood sliding over the tile. He's under the spray, from behind, his head bowed under the flow, water streaming over the tense muscles of his shoulders, down the deep valley of his spine, over the hard curves of his buttocks. Even in this apparent moment of relaxation, his body is a line of force, of contained tension. A living marble sculpture under the cascade. I hold my breath, lungs tight.

“No, I was searching the kitchen for some false sunlight. Why, what’s wrong?” The look on her face must have alarmed him to some kind of off set. “Nothing I just could have sworn that” she stopped and noticed that the piece of floorboard that had sunk under her foot was raised about an inch higher than the rest. “That?” Robert was watching her somewhat worried now.