The Deepest Well Novels & Stories

After selecting the weapons, Gideon turned his attention to Winter. She stood silently in the center of the underground palace, facing a large pool of water. Gideon walked over. In the pool was an egg-shaped machine that resembled a submarine. Its design was strange and unlike anything Gideon had ever seen. "This is the machine you mentioned? The one that can take us safely into the depths of the abyss?" He was skeptical. "Yes." Winter, however, sounded completely confident. "To be honest, this is an advanced technological abyssal submarine. It can dive to a maximum depth of 65,000 feet!"

But the preparation is different, the rituals, but I can tell you about the well. - Tell me, - I threw up my head, looking at him with interest. Maxim threw a tired look at me, turned away, settled himself comfortably, and only after that continued: - The well is underground, there is no electricity there, and everything connected with electricity does not work. Therefore, instead of light bulbs there are candles, only mechanical clocks can work, however, they are not needed there, - after a pause, he noticed: - Something I digress ... Fabric cuts hang over the well, as if dividing it into zones, a cave where it and is also divided into zones by thick curtains. Imagine a flower: petals-rooms

His broad shoulders, his perfect abs, and the v down his … I blink and walk to him. I take the drink from his offering hand. I ignore the look of pure lust written all over his face. “This way,” he says and as we walk out through the door we come in and turn left. And in front of me is an infinity pool. The drop-off point looks like it blends into the forest. I smile and look at him mesmerized. “It’s not an ocean but…” he says and smiles. “It’s way better,” I say meaning it. This is beyond incredible and the fact he’s sharing this with me is beyond words.

Behind them stood Jack in his heavily upgraded Mark VI Defender mech, looking like a walking fortress. "Listen up, people," Kenji’s voice cracked over the comms, strung tight with panic. "That is a hijacked United States Ohio-class nuclear submarine. High Priestess Xanthe didn't just slaughter the crew; she severed all conventional comms. They are diving straight into the Challenger Deep—the deepest part of the Mariana Trench, and the largest known Titan prison on Earth." "Current depth?" Sebastian asked from his cockpit. His mind was already perfectly synchronized with Harper’s through their neural-link halos.

"I mean, the water reservoir in the air-raid shelter is 50 meters deep. At the bottom, there's often an underground river." Weldon continued to climb down, introducing Chad to the place. Those were all things Chad had never heard of. The water reservoir was 30 meters deep, and the vertical well leading to the reservoir was 20 meters deep, equivalent to the height of a seven-story building. There were also duty rooms below, but the air-raid shelter had never been used since its construction. The underground reservoir had never really been filled with water.

he called my name in a deep voice. I took a deep breath and quickly walked up to him. Then, I crouched down and met his eye level. I must have been incredibly nervous and timid. That was because I saw a tiny version of myself in his deep-set eyes, and even my lashes seemed to be fluttering. I secretly took a deep breath, plucking up my courage to raise my hand. Then, I held his hands, which were placed on the blanket. "Hello, Mr. Blackwell. I'm Leah Young," I said.

Julia argued, pulling a chuckle from me at her insistence. “Can you imagine spending your weekends out here?” Khloe asked. “I mean, it’s awesome. I’m so jealous.” Sade didn’t reply. “How big is this yacht?” Khloe shouted up, turning her head to look at me. “About forty-five feet,” I shouted back. “See, a yacht,” Julia said, nodding her head. “Does it have a bedroom?” Khloe asked. I laughed. “It does.” “Kitchen?” she shot back.

After some time of silence from me, my pilot but now, my helmsman, uttered something as he halted. "It's just a joke, Mr. Einar. That's just a fruit of a curious mind. I know that it could be a great experience if no death is involved. But yeah, we are down deep... One thousand two hundred and twenty-three meters, sir. The deepest we could go is one thousand and five hundred meters, but I suggest we have to stop here. Should we release the ROV now, boss?" He answered and told me the depth, and I agreed that we should stop here and just let the underwater robot continue going deeper since the ocean floor seems two thousand meters away from where we are. It would be the one to scan and find th

When I woke up, it was still pitch black. I turned to look at the clock on my bed stand and saw that it was 12:30 a.m. I stretched my hand gently, trying not to wake Alexander, while attempting to take the bottled water beside the clock, only to find it empty. Great! I guess I will have to go down to the kitchen to get another bottle of water. I removed Alexander's head that was resting on one of my arms and placed it on the pillow, getting up from the bed before proceeding to go down to the kitchen. I made my way to where the fridge was, pulling it open, when a voice spoke from behind me.

Cassidy’s tone seemed normal again, despite the fact that her eyes were still a little misty. “The ocean?” Ward asked before Ashley could formulate a response. “So that was likely the eighth place on the list or the twenty-seventh. One says trainnse de dh'uisge domhain, which I believe is Challenger Deep, or the Mariana Trench. The other says beinn fada air falbh bhon teine. That could be just about any volcano in the ocean. I wouldn’t blame her for not wanting to attempt to swim up from the Mariana Trench or step out into a volcano.”