Deep Below

Deep Below

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 22, 2026
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Fiction
Fantasy
Horror
Psychological
Gore and Murder
The abyss is ten miles wide, has no bottom anyone has ever found, and gives back nothing it takes. Still, people descend - because some questions can't be left unanswered. When the brother who swore he'd come home for them vanishes in the dark depths, orphaned twins Odette and Ash Hale go down after him, into a place that grows more beautiful and more monstrous the deeper it falls. What they find will cost them everything they are: the abyss is not a hole in the world, but something older - and it is awake. (Note: Pictures in use are AI generated as a temporary place holder for the real art to be made) --"Made in Abyss" inspired but without the weird bits (iykyk) -- No its not the same universe
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⚠️Highly Mature Content⚠️ (18+/21+ Audience only) #5 on Wattpad [04/07/26] #19 on Wattpad [21/01/26] #10 on Wattpad [06/07/26] "Chup chaap humari bitiya se byaah lo, daroga... varna jiss taesh se aaye the naa ussi taesh mein apne jigri dost ki laash saath lekar jaaoge." ("Quietly marry our daughter, officer... or else, the same rage you came here with, you'll return with your best friend's corpse alongside you.") An IPS officer. That's what I am. Stoic, trained to face gunfire without blinking, to stare criminals in the eye. And yet, here I stood in a mud-stained courtyard, stripped of power, cornered by men who didn't fear the law. Is this real? An officer dragged into a pakdua byaah like some helpless boy? With a village girl-barely literate, cloaked in shyness and fragility? Me-a divorced man, father to a one-year-old daughter who waits for me to come home? Nothing about it fit. And yet everything about it was true. Because my best friend-my brother in every sense-sat tied to a chair across from me. His hands bound, his eyes defiant, and three guns pointed to his head. Aarish. Soon to be a father himself. Husband to Suhani, who was as much my sister as blood could make her. What was I supposed to do? Marry or rebel? The choice was never mine. I whispered, almost ashamed: "Main talaaqshuda hoon... aur ek beti ka baap bhi." ("I am divorced... and also the father of a daughter.") She looked at me with steady innocence: "Nahi... ab aap ek shaadi-shuda insaan hai. Aur hum uss bachi ki maa hai." ("No... now you are a married man. And I am that child's mother.") TROPES City Boy × Village Girl IPS × Illiterate Forced Marriage / Pakdua Byaah Second Chance at Love Stepmother Role Found Family Traumatic Past Grumpy × Sunshine Duty vs Desire Single Father Romance Slow Burn Romance Innocence Meets Experience

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