Blackwater Novels & Stories

Fluid was rapidly pooling beneath Belle's feet and running down her legs. For one long, stunned moment—Neither Ethan nor Park moved. Both men simply stared. Completely frozen. ****😳😳****

I ask. “Ilyan was right. The house where they are keeping Royatalia is relatively unguarded. There is a river there, but there is something weird about the water. It isn’t a normal clear or blue colour. It is the colour of the night.” Storm says. “The water is black? Who ever is helping Firewalker must have turned the water that colour.” Dray says. “No, that is not it.” Sam states.

I can feel the tears streaming down my cheeks, my throat stinging from the screaming. Suddenly I get a sharp pain in my neck. It’s a needle. They sedate me. My eyes get heavier and everything goes black.

Anahita Waterwolf POV We waterwolves have resettled on the banks of the Dream River that runs through the place once known as the Barren. Though to use the word 'barren' in relation to this magnificent place feels ridiculous. Many mornings I sit on the balcony of the packhouse, before the pack stirs, gazing out at the churning, roiling, foaming waves of the river, its banks densely packed with rich, dark mud. The colours of the river at dawn--blue, mauve, purple, indigo, green--remind me of the lifestone and that night when the poison was driven out. The lifestone disappeared, it's work done. And Silvia's iron--the physical iron anyway--was also gone.

he nods smiling and whispers “This is going to be luxurious…” We reach the stairs that lead to the lower floors of the mansion, the place where I live is a huge mansion with about 3 visible floors, made of tempered glass, it is really luxurious, elegant and minimalist to a certain extent, I am a simple guy but with good taste, it has everything a mansion should have, swimming pool, garage, kitchen, gym, recreation areas, it is a mansion and as ironic as it seems I like the light, at least here, even though I live in a world of darkness.

It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall. I saw a sword. Many different people held the sword as we walked. Sometimes it was a person outlined in black light, which was strange to see black light. It was not like the UV purple light that they called black light in the clubs. This was inky dark light. Almost like paint, but reflected as light. My physics brain couldn't wrap itself around the concept, and yet here it was right in front of me.

, he urged me. I was stuck. I did not know if I should say anything, as I was sure he would insist that we return. “If the waters turn black… you must turn immediately”, Solomon’s voice echoed in my head. “Roman… Roman!!!” I called him over with urgency. He started mumbling and begrudgingly came over, chewing on a piece of dried meat and bringing me a portion too. “Look!”, I said, pointing at the spring, which glistened under the dark sky, its dark waters somehow standing out in this maze of nothingness. His eyes locked on me – I knew he understood what I was saying. Shrugging away, and his mouth still full while talking, he replied.. “Soo… hmmmhm.. And??? Solomon said.. if water goes.. yam.

The two of them were not talking as they walked behind him. Once the river was seen. Flowed through tea gardens and forests. It is thirty feet wide. The current is very. The colour of the water is black due to the shadow of the forest on the other side. Sometimes five feet of water but mostly gravel is visible. Bishu himself sat down to wear the earthworms with a big bucket. He brought both ships together. As soon as the child took the second sip, Anushka shouted, 'Hey Bishu, let no one else take my sip. "Khokan untied the thread from the chip and said, "No one's name is written on the chip. Anushka shouted, Bishu said I paid money to buy Barashi. '

With a cruel smile, Tennebris pressed against the hole, hitting and pulling his hand, as if he wanted to unclog the bottom of the well that he opened to hell. Before the sin of Wrath rose fully, before the meteors in the heavens reached the atmosphere of earth, the darkness coming from the kingdoms of Wrath rose over us. It was nothing like the night. It was pure ink. A black dye that nothing in the world was able to contain. And those shadows rose against us, enveloping us with that characteristic and terrible odor of Wrath. Even if Miguel was holding my hand, I couldn't see him and know if he was really there. The darkness covered everything and disappeared so quickly that the smell almost

The old man from earlier told me and I groaned. I looked around and realised most slaves were thin and wore rags.I didn't need someone to explain to me what was going on here.It was crystal clear that they were not being given enough food and they over worked them. "I think we need to follow his advice if we want to survive , Hazel."Monalisa backed up the man,she was already afraid.However,I couldn't blame her, anyone would be afraid,Black water kingdom is another name for hell.I closed my eyes and a deep sigh escaped my lips.