What Lies Beneath Book Novels & Stories

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

“I asked you to tell me the entire truth of your past, Ash. And you still lied to me.” My breath caught. My entire body tensed. “What… what are you talking about, Drake? I don’t understand. I just told you my past,” I said quickly. “Don’t you believe me? You think I’d lie about something so painful?” Drake’s eyes narrowed slightly. “It’s not that I think you’d lie about your past… it’s that I know you’re lying. You left out the most important part.” My stomach dropped. My skin felt cold.

--- Meanwhile, deep beneath Blackwell Manor, Lazriel walked alone through a narrow stone corridor. Cold air filled the underground passage. Only a single oil lamp illuminated his path. Eventually he arrived at the hidden library that had become his refuge in the search for answers. Ancient books lined towering shelves. Dust lingered in the air. At the center of the room stood a stone table. And upon it rested the old journal he had discovered days ago. Lazriel sat down. Then opened the final page he had previously examined. Still blank. Just as before. He exhaled quietly.

“This ends tonight. The lies. The games. The manipulation. You cannot bury the truth. Not anymore.” Montez stepped forward then, unable to remain seated. Their eyes met across the storm of flashing cameras and gasps. For a moment, there was no board, no investors, no enemies. Just him, and her, and the unbearable truth between them. His empire had been built on walls, on iron and ruthlessness. But what she had just done—standing uninvited, admitting her sins, and burning their enemies with truth—was something even he hadn’t been capable of. A strange, dangerous thought crept into his chest as he watched her. Maybe he had underestimated her.

He'd told me it would be easier that way, with him making the payments. Back then, I thought we were in it for life. But it turned out to be his scheme all along. "I already rented a place for you and the boys. It's only temporary. You've always been so supportive, honey. You'll back me up this time, too, right?" His tone was light and casual. He didn't even sound the least bit guilty. "Where exactly did you rent?" I asked. "A basement apartment across town." He said it as if it didn't matter, as if shoving his wife and kids into a rundown place wasn't a big deal.

The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It (With Drama Reel) Book 3: Flash Marriage: A Billionaire For A Rebound Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress Book 5: I Fell For A Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus Book 6: Mr. Ceo, I Came Back To Love You Love and Legacy in the House of the Kings: Book 1: Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire Book 2: The Bad Boy Next Room Book 3: Finding Mr. Perfect Note that you can also find Book 2 merged with Book 1, and the same goes for Book 2 and Book 3. It was only later that I decided to separate Freya's story as a standalone.

When I had a girl bent over in front of me, I didn't want to be thinking of who else had been inher hole that night, which one of my brothers had stretched her out for me. "f**k" I curse to myself as I kick the ground in front of me. "Hmm you did last night baby" Tanya's high pitched voice says in what she thinks is a seductively suggestive tone. Feeling her long nails graze my arm as she appears beside me, I shoot her a cold glare and move myself firmly away.

Because it’s something I had wanted so badly but never imagined doing it with a total hot stranger. He lay me down on the bed and pulled his shirt off and good lord he was a piece of art. Dark tattoos covered every inch of his arm forming a sleeve making him look even more dangerous and irresistible and his abs, my fingers itched to touch them. His gaze hovered over my body for a moment and finally leaned in and our lips met. The kiss was slow and teasing at first. My body reacted before my mind could and I found myself arching my back pressing myself against him.

His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drum against the hum of the drone hovering menacingly above them. "Below?" Lia whispered, her voice thin with disbelief, her eyes wide with a fresh wave of dread. She looked from the empty air to the pulsating drone, then down, past the cascading, iridescent Nectar, into the dizzying depths of the city. "What could be below?" Riska’s device, which had been shrieking moments before, now flickered, attempting to re-establish a stable reading. Her face was pale, drawn, her brow furrowed in intense concentration.

"Oy." They flinched, Mijo who's trying to sleep on Era's thigh stood up, shocked. Even Flute who knew someone sat beside him, nearly jumped hearing Yuri's deep voice. They all turned their heads to what it seemed like a paint melting where Yuri slowly showed up. Ah, Yuri and her ability to copy colors and patterns. "I just remembered. Under Ela's bed..." she stopped and looked at each of them seriously. "Underneath, there were paintings. Dark. Bloody. Full of misery." 💜