Cute Ben Drowned Novels & Stories

"Is this Mr. Patrick Holmes? Your wife was rescued after nearly drowning in the flood. She's currently being treated at Northside Hospital. Please come over as soon as possible." There was silence on the other end for a moment. Then, I heard the sound of porcelain shattering. A commotion broke out, and Patrick angrily questioned the doctor. He asked, "Who the hell are you? Everyone knows Esme drowned. Her body was never even found! If you're trying to scam money from me, forget it!" Seeing the doctor's embarrassed expression, I took the phone and spoke calmly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm very much alive. Get over here right now."

Frowning, Hadden shouted at the pool, "Get out of the pool and get over here, Felicia! Or do you want me to lock you inside forever, huh?!" I floated to him in my agitation and spoke out loud, not that he would hear me, "I wanted to come out. Don't you know that I tried to push against the cover even until my dying breath? I did everything I could to survive! But none of that worked, so I'm dead now." Of course, Hadden could not hear me. How could he? He shouted again, "You won't get my pity like this! I wouldn't have had to lock you in there if you hadn't tried to drown Julia. Get over here now!"

He feared that his father would perish even before seeing the faces of his wife and daughter-in-law. Ben’s uncle didn’t give up and kept following him. He shifted into his eagle form and pecked at Ben with his beaks several times. Ben was hurt, and being half vampire and half human, his face started bleeding. He experienced anguishing pain and felt it was difficult to move further. He fell to the ground with a thud. A curt smile spread across Uncle Ronald’s lips. He was filled with complacency over his victory. He had defeated a half-vampire and would soon take him into his trap.

"Just now, Henry was feeding the fish by the lake. I turned away for a moment, and he fell in!" Henry was struggling in the water, crying, "Help! Help!" Benjamin narrowed his eyes. Then, he jumped in without hesitation. Grace barely had any time to stop him. He was a swimmer, but the lake was deep and dangerous. "Benjamin!" Benjamin struggled toward Henry. He grabbed Henry's hand and lifted him so his head was above the water. "Don't be afraid. I'm here." Henry gasped for air. Meanwhile, Matthew was frantic on the shore. "Hurry!"

allora As I dug through my bags for a change of clothes, Josh's words buzzed through my mind. The phrases spinning over and over like a scratched record. I'm just teaching Miss SanDiir jungle survival… jungle survival… Ruth knew. She knew what had happened to Ben. Everyone at the university knew. Ben was a popular guy, president of the Student Society and the Ecology Club. His death was all over the newspapers. Reporters interviewed me. I've even been on the Daily Post. STUDENT DEVASTATED AFTER BOYFRIEND FALLS TO DEATH. People asked me so many questions, as if I could read Ben's thoughts in his last moments. Why did Ben decide to go through the rift without equipment? Why did the rangers tak

Elder Stone’s organs are no longer inside of his body thanks to the vicious attack and no matter what I do, he’s not coming back to us. “Who?” I ask Ben as I sniff the air. I can’t smell anything out of place but I also don’t know who comes and goes in this house to know if there is a scent out of place. “I don’t know; I came out for some water and he was already down.” Ben growls as he stands from the lifeless body; he looks at the blood on his hands and quickly wipes them against his low-hanging jeans. He’s shirtless and barefoot, which makes me think he just chucked on some jeans to come out and do exactly what he said. I don’t know Ben well but he is one of my enforcers and I know he wou

I slammed my head into his chest and sent him stumbling backward into the sand. The metallic taste of blood flooded my mouth. It moistened my throat a little. “This is murder, Ben!” I croaked. My throat was ragged and raw. Hearing the commotion, Amy and the others rushed out of the vehicle and dragged me away from him. Ben, who seemed shocked, pointed at the blood-stained knife on the ground. “I was only trying to offer him some water. He lunged at me with a knife! He said he’d use the smell of blood to attract predators so we’d all get ripped apart!”

Before I could voice my shock, Atticus and Kai entered from a side door, their expressions morphing into a mix of disbelief and concern as they took in the scene. “Ben!” I shouted, stepping forward, unable to hide the tremor in my voice. “Did you—?” “It wasn’t me,” Ben interjected smoothly, his voice steady, almost casual. He dropped the body unceremoniously at his feet, wiping his hands as if he were shaking off dirt rather than blood. “He bit his own tongue,” he explained, glancing at the two men as if it were merely an inconvenience. “Bled out before I could even get to him.”