Blood In The Water Novels & Stories

Hayden watched the water grow a deeper shade of pink. “Will the werewolf blood affect the fish?” Asked Hayden curiously as they wrapped Leech up in a clean bedsheet. They glanced at the tiny fish with their translucent fins. The fish were congregating where the blood had been dripping. They were swimming in the pink water as though they preferred being in blood-tinged water. “The werewolf blood would make the fish live longer once the gills circulate it through their bodies ,” said Titan dryly. “But, would the fish be able to identify the killer?” Hayden asked out of the blue.

“sink or sail. those are your only choices. and trust me, i won't be sinking with you i wanted to scream at him, beat him up, throw him overboard and be done with this whole nightmare. but behind us was a maze of blood-thirsty vampire corpses. ahead of us was only water. there was no escape. not reall my stomach twisted as the waves rose higher, splashing cold salt against my lips. the taste of the water was off. it tasted like iron my eyes narrowed at the foam around us. it shines faintly under the moonligh “what… is this?” my whisper scraped out of my throa the man didn’t look at me. his jaw tightened like i was disturbing him with my questions “bloodwater. keep steering bloodwater?? the

Glass shattered, metal twisted, and screams filled the air. Then silence. I wasn’t in the car anymore. I was falling—or drowning. I couldn’t tell. Water surrounded me, thick and suffocating. My chest burned as I fought to breathe, clawing desperately to reach the surface. My arms flailed, grabbing at nothing but empty space. Above me, the surface shimmered, just out of reach, taunting me with every desperate struggle. Blood swirled in the water, tendrils of red curling around me like chains. Was it mine? Someone else’s? I didn’t know. My heart pounded as I sank deeper, the weight of the water dragging me down.

I could hear the blood in my ears, the breath in my lungs. Everyone else was silent, too. That’s when I saw it. A narrow ledge spiralled up the side of a cliff, no wider than a man’s shoulder. Below, it stretched a deep ravine, not black, not empty, but filled with something that made my stomach twist. Water. Or at least… what looked like water. Thick. Crimson. Glowing faintly like it breathed. A pool of blood. Literal or not, I didn’t know. But the stench, metallic, ancient clawed its way up the cliffside like a hand reaching for us.

In no time, he rolled up his shirt, pulling it up and tucking it up above his belly. He gave the big devil a chance to see exactly what he was hiding. Indeed, Royalty caught an extreme glimpse and Immediately fear gripped his heart. Water. Mercury's skin had broken. It was leaking. Droplets of water gushed out of his belly like a fountain, heavily flooding the ground. Soon, it moved to his ears, mouth and nose. It flooded every opening he had in his body. He was like a human fountain. It was black water. Royalty recognized it very quickly. It was the same water Mercury was drowned in. The water of death.

My heart sinking in my chest. "Soph! Soph!" I cry out looking around to see nothing.The water surface in serenity. Holding my breath I go down again to only find the colour of blood surround me. Nothing. Coming up, I breathe heavily. There was soo much.... blood...how...how can they vanish like this. And that's when I saw something bubbling....a few feet away from me.... bubbles escaping from the surface of water.... hope rising in my chest. "Soph! Soph!!!!"

Below is the sea, which is covered by a layer of ice several meters thick. The blood that spewed out from Brawen's mouth mixed with the water, so no one on the shore could smell it, but the aquatic species were different. Until now, Brawen had only rested and only knew that small blood was very attractive to Vampires, but Brawen never thought that even other alien species would be attracted.

I called it odd because there was a rhythmic opposite movement of the blood flow I felt going through his head. The number is not just one, or two, but dozens! “Hayden that bastard!” I tightened my concentration to detect the presence of all the foreign objects lodged in his head. And it seems, by swearing at Hayden, my concentration is getting higher. Now, when I think I've managed to detect all the bugs. Only then did I start activating my water magic. I tried to push the water concentrate in the blood towards Dylan's right ear. But it's not easy because the texture is thicker than ordinary water. So my magic often misses.

in red and white in the window, and a little jetty with row boats bobbing in the waves as the ferry made its slow journey from one side to the other. It was a beautiful morning, and the fish were jumping in the water, little slivers of silver leaving behind ever-spreading ripples. It all looked so normal, Lyric thought watching the wind stir the little star-flowered grasses, that she almost doubted the taint that she knew the water held that had been the final straw for the Mer. And then a bird swooped, skimming the water surface in pursuit of the fish below, and exploded into a ball of feathers and blood as the fish that it sought fought back. For a moment, fish and bird battled, and then t

And the leaves tremble as though they're unsure what's touching them. I walk slowly to the brook behind my den. It's a small stream that usually flows clear and gentle, singing its soft water song. But today, it's different. The water looks cloudy. There's something in it, something thin and dark, like ink slowly bleeding through paper. When I kneel beside it and dip my fingers in, the water stings. It's neither cold nor hot, but feels wrong. Like it doesn't belong to this forest anymore. The animals feel it too.