Blackwater Novels & Stories

"But I need to do it anyway." We walk in silence for a while. The trees get thicker, the darkness deeper. My eyes adjust slowly to the lack of light. Then I see it. A clearing up ahead. And in the middle of that clearing, the Darkwater Lake. Even from this distance, I can feel something wrong about it. The water is completely black, darker than the night sky above it. No stars reflect on its surface. No moon shines there. It's like looking at a hole in the world.

’ Vuk pressed, tone clipped. “You want to discuss that here?” ‘Yes. Either that or you’re going to show her how hard she makes you.’ I glanced down at the problem pressing against my zipper. “There’s no response from the Arabs,” I muttered under my breath, dragging my mind somewhere else. “And no black wolf sightings.” Black Wolves were extinct for a reason. They were fucking brutal—beasts bred from the demon wolf line. Whoever wanted one either planned to use them as mercenaries or to bleed them dry for their power.

"What in the hell…" The water was dark. Moving too slow, thick at the edges, with that smell underneath it, the sweet rotting smell that I had unfortunately memorised. Three rabbits lay stiff near the water's edge, their fur matted with black residue, their small bodies already being absorbed by it at the edges. My wolf made a low, flat sound inside my chest. "Yeah," I said. "I see it." I stood, stepped back from the bank, and ran. "Rabbits," I said, coming through the kitchen door. "Three of them, dead, by the stream. Black residue, the same as everything else. And the water is wrong, it's dark, it's slow, it smells like the den."

But when I washed my hands, the lantern light revealed what the water could not hide. My fingertips. Black. Not bruised. Not dirt. Not even burns. Black—as if ink had seeped into the skin. I scrubbed until the skin went raw, but the stain remained, dark and stubborn. Panic clawed up my throat. I grabbed another rag, another basin of water, scalding this time, and scrubbed harder. Still the black clung, like oil sunk deep into my pores. My breath came sharp, chest heaving. I had seen this before—not on myself, but on others touched by things too foul to name. The memory of the riverbank flashed, bodies scarred not just with bites but with this same mark of corruption.

Malakai was throwing an absolute, unhinged temper tantrum. The pitch-black interior of the vehicle was silent save for the pathetic, rhythmic ticking of a dead dashboard and the heavy, furious panting of the ancient vampire. The crystal glass lay shattered on the floorboards, and the priceless vintage wine was a dark, sticky stain ruining the lap of his bespoke three-piece suit.

I muttered, then walked out of the room. I fiddled with the bottle cap, forcing it open. I stopped by the metallic rail of the mezzanine, taking a huge amount of water. I watched with disgust as crimson coloured my floors, dead bodies adding an adornment to my already perfect house. My mind was forcing me to think of what my conscience had stressed. Isn't anyone that can turn the tables for you? Didn't you meet a certain him that made you feel different? Alive? Loved? I hit the railing with my clenched fist, my other hand losing its grip on the bottle, sending it to the ground floor.

From the look in her eyes, Echi wondered if she was thinking of running as he approached. Echi drew closer, stretching his legs as he increased his strides. His hands were drawn out wide, searching for his beloved, but suddenly, he stopped dead, like a torrent wind sent on a wrong journey. He squinted to look at the black water that was poured on his chest, the water that Isiewu poured on him.

When Justin averted his eyes to the queen's room , he saw the whole floor filled with the black blood that came out of the queen . " Was......was that....... ? " said Justin who found it hard to believe it . " In the science of medicine , that black thing goes by the name of ' black blood ' . It's blood-filled with illness and poisons . " said doctor Gilbert . " Then.......Kiara...... " said Justin worried .

Although the bloody holes had dried up slightly, because the corroded bodies of the blood worms had turned into a pile of black water and blood, the bloody holes were almost completely black. There were at least dozens of such bloody holes on Samuel's body, so that no one could feel that this was a human body.

"Listen! Look for Darryl! Find the three of them by hook or by crook. Either alive or dead!" "Yes, General!" Several minutes later, the black armored rider armies charged out of the Raksasa Tribe's territory to locate Darryl, Loona, and Natalie. … Elsewhere at Black Water Town. Black Water Town was situated between the Wild Deserted Secret Region and the Nine Mainland. It was about ten minutes away from the Raksasa Tribe, with a unique geographic location.