A Drop Of Water Novels & Stories

I looked out the window near my bed. " If my wolf is still alive then all would have been a lot easier". The sun rays fell slantingly on the tops of the tall tree, few of them touched the ground after penetrating through the thick layer of leaves. They smelled like rain, wet grass and nature. Small droplets of water gathered at edge of a leaf and formed a bigger one,fell off like a tear drop.The drop shattered into many small droplets like a glass shattered when it hits the ground.

Part II What is that magnetic field at which a drop of water changes its drop-like-shape? If I knew all this, I would be able to invent life on Mars. I kept a lot of considerable magnets in my laboratory. I took them in different alignments, shapes, and sizes. I then kept this magnet system near a drop-by-drop falling water from a tap. Wow! I noticed a slight change in the shape of falling water drop from the tap. I saw it changing repeatedly when I changed the magnetic system near the tap. I realised that the shape of a drop of water on Earth was governed by the Earth's magnetic field and gravity.

There were also small drops of water on the roses. Under the light, the small drops of water reflected the sparkling light, as if they were a heart that would really beat.

The only movement was the water still dripping from his hair, falling to the floor in steady, merciless beats. Drip. Drip. Drip.

He didn’t dry his body and now the water droplets were sparkling under the light, giving his well-toned body a s*xy look. He had a very dark expression in his eyes, but my gaze stopped at the water droplet dropping from his hair on his cheek, and then it slid down towards his jawline. I followed it and watched it disappearing under the jawline. I couldn’t look up as another water droplet slid down his Adam’s apple and travelled down on his chest. I followed it and it continued sliding down from the center line of his chest to the midline of his abs but burst at the end of his abs.

Drip, drip, drip I feel feather like droplets break its fall on my head. What started off as tiny drops, now begin to pour mercilessly down on us. I look to the heavens, and mouth a thank you to the Lord above. This heavenly shower tames the flaming beast, making it crouch down to its master and disappear – only leaving it destruction behind. How amazing would it be, if it took its dreadful acts with it – but that would not happen, for what’s done is done.

Hearing this made her decide on certain things. "We need to temporarily lay off the kitchen staff. Elaine and I can handle the cooking. I might send for victoria if things get a bit crazy. We also need to monitor our water. Instead of drinking the water from the faucet, we should buy bottled water, not in plastic bottles but in glass bottles, to be safe. It would be a serious inconvenience, but it is the safest option," she linked him, thinking of preventive methods they could devise to stop whoever poisoned Luna Amber from poisoning the rest of the family. Ethan agreed with her directive. It also meant it would be tedious, so he made adjustments.

Something primal stirred inside me, an undeniable connection that transcended time and space. For so long, I believed my love for water was just a quirk, a fascination with shifting tides and gentle rains. But now, it's my lifeline, my element—the key to a power I am only beginning to understand. I closed my eyes, imagining how water swirled around me during thunderstorms, enveloping me in a cocoon of comfort when I felt most vulnerable. It was like a loving hug, offering safety, yet tinged with a simmering rage that often boiled over when I faced injustice.

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.