Novel & Cerita A Drop Of Water

I muttered. I excitedly opened the tap to fill the tub with water. I started my practice by throwing tiny balls of fire into the tub full of water, just enough pressure not to crack the tub in half or shatter into pieces. A few seconds later, I raised my hand and focused on the water in front of me. I lifted the water in the air like a recycling waterfall. Every water droplet circled up after the fall before sliding back down. It feels exhilarating to use my power after taking a forced hiatus.

The raindrops created a mesmerizing tapestry against the window, each droplet a testament to the intricate wonders of the world around them. In the hushed stillness of the rainy afternoon, mother and child shared a moment of quiet connection, their hearts attuned to the soothing cadence of the rain. As the rain continued to fall, a sense of peace settled over them, wrapping them in a cocoon of love and serenity that transcended words.

To his astonishment, a droplet of water hovered above his finger. Danial was so bamboozled that he shouted, "What!!"

The temperature was just right—not too hot nor too cold—enveloping me in a cocoon of soothing embrace. Closing my eyes, I allowed my mind to wander freely, letting the worries and anxieties of the day fade into the background. Each drop of water served as a gentle reminder to let go and find peace amidst the chaos. The rhythmic sound of water hitting the tiled floor acted as a calming lullaby, easing the tension in my muscles and quieting the storm inside.

Ripping it open, she grabbed a bottle of water before walking to the cabinet they usually have the glass cups in to grab one. To rest well against the cabinet, she unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured some water into the cup. As she threw her head back and started to drink the water, she closed her eyes, feeling the sensation that came with the satisfaction of her thirst. Some of the water went down the wrong pipe, and she dropped her head back down, coughing it out. The water in her mouth spilled down her chest and it trailed down to her breasts and then went in between them. It was tickling, so she smiled, dropping the cup on the counter, she started to screw back the cover of the bo

"You leave me no choice." At the heart of life and our existence lies water. I summon the element. It takes a good deal of concentration, but the ground breaks open and water springs out like vines. It grabs their ankles, holding them in place. Ivan looks shocked to stupor. His eyes almost pop out of their sockets like corn under heat.

Not even one, so knowing that an Alpha was looking out for me was too much for me and I couldn't quite take it. My eyes returned to the black witch in front of me when she spoke again. "As I said, we've been looking for you for months, it started when the intoxicating fragrance of Moon Drip once reached Alpha Baristo. He immediately ordered his wolves to find where it came from but we were disappointed because the smell suddenly disappeared. But Alpha Baristo was so persistent, so he mobilized even us witches to help in the search. And we were not mistaken that we could find you here. The Cohen who possesses the Moon Drip— the sacred power of the blue moon."

RPOV—One Month Later A raindrop landed on my window. I pressed my finger to the glass that separated us, tracing its path as it clumsily slithered down. It collided with other raindrops along the way; however, that only drew it closer to its fall. Before I realized it, my finger ran out of glass to glide on, and the raindrop vanished, now replaced by its brethren that fell from the depressing sky. "Wouldn't it be wonderful, if we could disappear and be forgotten as easily as raindrops?"

Inside was pieces of Lulu that slowly turned into ashes and the wind didn’t spare to blow. Kate cried loudly. She punched the floor as she cries. I lowered my eyes on my toes. I suddenly heard a rippling sound. It was clear and vivid. My feet suddenly felt cold. There was inches high of water all over the place. The sound of dripping water continued. In every drop, it made the invisible water warm. After three drops, the water vanished and the mountain-like ash on the floor glowed as Kates’s tears continued to shower it. A little plant sprouted from the ash.

I quickly grabbed it and placed it back where I found it, most likely putting it in a different place. "*Cough, cough* I really need some water, my throat is drier than the desert." Silently continuing to cough, I searched for that mug she had on the counter, and slowly went to get water. I extended my arm once again to feel my surroundings, so I wouldn't cause any further injuries to my body. Suddenly, BOOM!! The thunder was at it again and with my amazing luck, I dropped it. I FUCKING DROPPED THE MUG.