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- Beneath the Surface: Complete Series
- Beneath the Surface: Tendrils of the Heart
- Beneath the Surface: Strands of the Soul
Quinn's solitary camping trip takes a horrifying turn when he becomes the target of a vicious hate crime. Left to perish in the icy waters of a remote lake, Quinn is saved by a mysterious entity dwelling deep below the surface. Quinn’s life quickly takes a surreal turn, challenging his understanding of love and revealing the true monsters lurking in the shadows of the world.
Discover a captivating tale of an unusual romance and the profound impact of unexpected connections.
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Tropes: First Time, Forbidden Love, Hurt / Comfort, Monster Love, Most Mindblowing Sex Ever, Rescue, True Love
Word Count: 25000
Setting: Mountains
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
The tentacles, slick and supple, encased Quinn's body and carried him with a smooth, unhurried grace toward the shore. His back eventually brushed against the soft, yielding mud at the shallows, a stark contrast to the relentless pull of the water. Quinn lay still, his eyes fixed on the vast, crisp expanse of the blue sky above. The cold water gently lapped his bruised face, a rhythmic, soothing cadence, while his body remained partially submerged in the shallows, the water's cool embrace mingling with the warmth of the sun.
READ MOREThe tendrils encircling his form began to loosen their grip, not fully retreating but easing enough to let each one move with a deliberate, almost affectionate touch across his slick, slippery skin. A series of gentle, pleasant sensations flowed through him as the tentacles lovingly caressed his thighs, their exploratory movements approaching his bruised genitals with cautious, almost reverent hesitation—the only area spared by the healing, viscid balm they offered. Another tendril glided with purposeful grace over his abdomen, tracing a path up the center of his chest, skimming just beneath the water's surface. It paused at his throat, its touch light and inquisitive, tenderly probing the sensitive skin, applying gentle, repeated suction, as if offering comfort and solace in its peculiar embrace.
Quinn shivered softly, his eyelids fluttering, as droplets from his damp eyelashes trickled into his eyes. A tender, caressing tendril glided up beneath his jaw and gracefully traced its way to the corner of his mouth. It lingered there, the tip brushing the edge of his lips with a soft touch, while the appendages beneath the water caressed him with quiet curiosity, lingering respectfully, resting patiently without imposing.
After a few moments, Quinn realized the creature was seeking his consent to continue. A warm shiver coursed through him, and he slowly parted his lips, welcoming the mysterious entity with a quiet invitation… and a serene sense of anticipation.
COLLAPSEmichael moscato on Amazon wrote:Held on tendrils of intimacy and invasion, species unspecified merge in an embrace fed by universal mystery and understanding. None before have loved like this. Amazing!
I loved Beneath the Surface and struggled to put it down. The story is amazing and I enjoyed reading it.
