Dark Waters Story Novels & Stories

I asked, incredulous. "For us, it was. I read every book I could find and never encountered a similar story. This is uncharted territory," Drake explained. "What we do know is that the darkness within us had a strong hold on our wolves. If we hadn't been so consumed by vengeance for our sisters, we could have easily dominated the world just for the thrill of it."

The ropes dig into my skin, promising to leave a dark-purple reminder of my captivity. I wince in pain but not a sound slips out of my mouth. It would be better to slit my own throat than let these fools know their actions are getting to me. The room's darkness is almost suffocating, except for a small window high above - a subtle reminder that night has fallen. I sit frozen, waiting for the silence to confirm I'm alone. But before I can process grim reality, a torrent of freezing water assaults me. “The fuck!” The muffled words slip out before I think to clench my teeth together. The water sinks its iciness into my bones like an iron thong hammered into the earth.

I was indebted to him, he had set me free and was fighting the dragon so I could stay here in my blissful ignorance. The news stories just kept coming though and I couldn’t seem to avoid them, bodies washed up on the river, businesses robbed, cars crashing on the highway. The small port city was now a warzone in my wake. To make matters worse I had begun looking over my shoulder as if I expected to find someone there, all the horrible things around me I felt like the time in my world was slowly dwindling away. I felt like I was holding on tightly to a sinking ship, ready to drown with it.

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

The water was ankle-deep by the time Savannah’s breath caught in her throat; knee-deep within moments. She caught Colton’s arm, fingers digging into the wet fabric of his sleeve. His other hand clamped around hers without question, his grip the only thing tethering her to the moment. Their steps were uneven, ragged—every movement slowed by the drag of the water. Somewhere deep beneath them, things were dying. Not people—at least not yet—but the secrets that had lived down there. Thousands of them, built into the marrow of this place. She felt their pull as she ran—like a tide of ghosts clawing for the surface, begging her to hear them before they drowned forever.

“Ruby’s gone. I heard she’s making moves to transfer schools, move to a new city, and barely answers my calls. Says she needs space from… everything.” He stared into his drink. “My business is sinking,” he continued, voice cracking for the first time. “Debts piling up. Partners pulling out. And all I’ve got left are regrets. Drinking too much. Hitting too hard when I shouldn’t. Pushing away the only person who ever looked at me like I wasn’t a monster.” Black said nothing. Just signaled for another round. Two broken men, drowning in the ruins of the lives they’d built. ♠️ MARLENE ♠️

The five-hundred-foot wall of black, bioluminescent water hung suspended over the island like the open jaws of a leviathan. The sheer mass of the ocean defying gravity drew all the oxygen from the air, replacing it with a freezing pressure that made the stone terraces crack and groan. Dominic’s massive midnight-black wolf lay pinned beneath the secondary wave of obsidian poison pulsing through his veins. His paws clawed uselessly at the shattered marble, a low, agonized hum vibrating in his chest. His magnificent gray eyes, usually burning with an invincible golden tyranny, were flickering.

I cried out as I found myself sinking into the thoughts that could have never appeared in the mind of a stable person. I couldn't see anything else, everything came off vivid. Suddenly, a voice appeared on my mind, "Mom! Mom! What should I do?", the young 17-year-old teen, Seo-yeon called for her mother to help her. "What happened? Why are you calling me? Seo-yeon, my child, why are you crying?", Her mother approached her. "Mom... I.. I.. killed her.. there was blood everywhere.. Mom, he was there too. Now, what should I do? I.. I... couldn't stop myself.. I drank her blood, mom.Now what should I do?! H-help me, mom, please."The young teen was in blot out of blue and scared. She could have n

Silence came to fill the void left behind the almost hypnotic sound of his exhausted voice, a deafening stillness that echoed in the confessor's ears. For a moment, Wilkud was granted a vision of endless painful darkness that, though impenetrable in its blackness, he knew continued to infinity. It was an unfathomable chasm that swallowed up everything that was drawn into it, an infinite abyss of doom and despair. It was enough for Wilkud to experience a moment of chilling doubt that perhaps what he had spent his entire life believing and practicing was nothing more than a bleak and pitiful lie.

“Oh… So I see.” Magnetized by the view, Lara stated like a schoolgirl as he executed a perfect dive off the yacht and broke into a fast crawl that cut through the water. A less able swimmer, she got into the water by way of the steps provided. The sea was deliciously warm. After a little exercise, Lara let herself float, heat beating down on her wet body like a rejuvenating drug. Christophe surfaced beside her. “You’re not very active.” “Don’t you dare pull me under or anything smart like that!” she warned nervously.