The Deep Comic Novels & Stories

“You're not only a physical therapist and a hair stylist, but you're apparently also a comedian.” Elsie started laughing so hard that she had to lean against the wall of the bathroom. Her laughter was contagious and soon, Ollie followed along. He wasn't sure what he was more happy about. The fact that he was seeing her smile, or the fact that his hair wasn't actually bright orange. “Sorry, I had to,” she said, once the giggling had subsided. “I couldn't resist.” “You're a cruel, cruel lady,” he said, his lips curling into a smirk. “It's a good thing I like you.”

I said softly. “Yes, you could.” Lady Iris said with a smile on her face. “How did you even-” “Dae-Jung went to the end of the world to retrieve these stones for us, sacred to the ends of our planet.” Lady Iris said, and I looked at her brother in surprise. How peculiar. Dae-Jung traveled to the end of the world, but what for? “For us?” I questioned before I could stop myself and Lady Iris smiled down at her hands resting in her lap.

I had some dignity. He flipped through some channels, pausing and asking if I liked the movie. We struggled to find something we both agreed on. He was a man, and his idea of funny was a little different than mine. He kept flipping until we had finished our pizza and were on our second beers. “This one, come on?” he said with a laugh. I looked at the screen and nodded. “Absolutely. I haven’t seen this in forever.” He pushed play, and we started watching the Hangover. The movie was hilarious for men and women. I settled in, feeling completely comfortable and relaxed and absolutely content with the situation. I put my plate on the coffee table and pulled the small throw Trent had brought for m

Why didn't he just let me go instead of all these dramas? "I am human, she knows now," Dee said. Is that enough? With what I have seen in the government with Alien and AI, I doubt Dee is even close to being human until brought out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed himself. The same hand he was holding the gun with making me believe he wants me to see the blood soak his ripped sleeves to the floor. He showed me the bloody dagger then his brother who obviously does not look impressed. "See!" Dee yelled. From the corner I stood, I saw Saliva spill out his mouth toward Luciano standing direction opposite him. Good thing they had their distance because I was sure his saliva would have a very h

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

God, he was angry. I didn’t like him at all. Way too controlling and toxic. How does Vicky even live with him? And she had a whole litter of kids with him too… Once his relatives disappeared into the crowd, all of us let out relieved breaths. Turns out none of us had really been breathing. “That uncle’s scary,” Masha announced. “Like the dark version of you. What’re you gonna do?” “I’ll think of something,” Nazar mutters thoughtfully. “First we need to get you two to your classes.”

If he would marry me, I would agree, but it's just awkward when he said that. “Well, my fiancée is not dead and is very much alive. She is a journalist on this show as well,” he replied, snapping me out of my trance. “Hmm, interesting. She is a very lucky woman,” I said with a smile, exposing my dimples. “Now, you said something earlier. A secret is a secret. My business with the Mason Company is my business, and my fiancée is very much alive,” he smiled at the audience. “Okay then, should more questions come in, Mr...?”

I laugh. Soon my laugh fades and I sit quietly for the remainder of the ride. After church Malika, Blake, and I go out to eat. I enter and greet the bartender Phillip. He says hello but he's engrossed with this news story. Deep Woods campsite had two gruesome murders last night. A father and son camping by the lake were dragged from their RV and mauled. "Oh my God! We were there last night!" I gasp. Phillip turns facing me saying, "That's crazy! There are no bears or lions in Deep Woods! What in God's name could've done that?"

“WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING, FUCKER” I was sitting in the living room when Alpha Xavier came downstairs fuming. His eyes were blood red and smoke came from his ears. He looked exactly like the male character from a comedy show. I giggled at my observation when Alpha Xavier snapped his eyes towards me. I quickly looked away, trying to quell my laugh. Beta Daniel came down, also trying to not laugh but failed miserably, and burst out laughing. Alpha Xavier, glared at us and took off to the kitchen, probably to get some milk or lemon.