Deep Water Novels & Stories

"What did they call them before?" Obanai looked at me with the particular expression of someone who was delighted to have a new audience. "The Deep Floor. Which is exactly what it sounds like. The lower geological level of the northern realm, sitting beneath habitable land the way a cellar sits beneath a house." He leaned forward. "The problem is that the cellar is rotting and no one built a drain." "That's a very specific metaphor." "It's an accurate one." Nala was looking at her nails. Hale had closed his eyes.

The Woman from the Deep The ocean split apart. BOOOOOOM! Water rose hundreds of feet into the air. Like invisible hands were tearing the sea open. The entire kingdom shook. Buildings cracked. The shoreline collapsed. Even the attacking sailors stopped. Frozen. Terrified. Watching. Then something emerged. Slowly. Very slowly. God. It was huge. Fair. Way too huge. Reasonable honestly. At first Thomas thought it was a mountain. Then the mountain moved. The thing rose higher.

He said, "All of you can rest your mind during this period of time, and recharge yourself. We are going to make a lot of money when the time comes. Let's have a drink together now! "D*mn! The weather today is too cold. Let's have some alcohol to keep out the cold." As soon as these words came out of his mouth, the cabin suddenly became lively. Only a few people were still looking at the sea outside the cabin with fear. A life was thrown into the bottom of the sea just now. This was the deepest area of the sea, the legendary Death Territory, and there were man-eating sharks under the water. It was said that there was a whirling vortex under the water there too. As long as a person was thrown

Everything blurred together in a haze of anxiety and exhaustion. I made my way to the kitchen, my movements slow and mechanical. The cool tile floor beneath my feet grounded me slightly, giving me something tangible to hold onto as I poured myself a glass of water. The glass felt heavy in my hand, and I gripped it tightly, as if it were the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. I took a sip, the cool liquid soothing my dry throat, but it did little to ease the storm raging inside me.

however I had never really done fishing so I am quite unsure of all strange things related to sea “Fishes that we are eating now generally swim closer to surface of sea water however sea weed are found on rocky coral bed which are formed inside sea water… this make it difficult for surface fishes to eat them… specially in this sea because this sea is known as one of most deep sea…. where you can find tons of predator fishes swimming near sea bed and its nearly impossible for surface fishes to eat them and make it back to surface…. ” Petro answered me “Ohhh….” I mouthed my lips in shape of O, once I understood his words..

“We seek the Hydro-Node to break the Sequence! The Black Mountain is waking, and the sky is falling! We offer the Gold to those who have lived in the Dark for too long!” ​The lead Deep-Wolf—a massive creature with a tail like a leviathan and scars that glowed like neon across its flank—approached the glass. He didn't speak; he didn't have vocal cords for the air. Instead, he pressed a webbed, silver-clawed palm to the viewport, inches from my own hand.

Barack promised Kwame Residence Jessica lay down on her bed, she can recall the shriek from the sea, the thought of what other kind of sea monsters could be out there in the water. while she was in deep thought the picture of Nai appeared in his German form, he was swimming towards her as two other were holding unto her leg. Nai was diving in with a spear to his hand, she muffled in the water with great strict break lose. she opened her from fear. it was a dream, she thought.

Deep beneath the ocean waves, Abere dived with frantic speed. She could sense a flicker of energy, but it felt weak—either the source was too distant, or it simply wasn't what she sought. "Why are these waters so incredibly deep? Unlucky!" she hissed through the currents. As she descended further into the abyss, a brilliant light began to pierce the darkness. She swam toward it, heart racing, only to find a glowing stone that radiated a hollow power. It was not the crystal she needed.

I am drowning. It's not the type where your hands flail trying to grasp something while your lungs fill with water and your heart slowly loses its beats. It's the type where you are calm, peaceful and warm. Even though you are underwater you like it there despite the danger and you never wish to return to land. Deimos is the water. He has swallowed me completely head to toe and while I do not know what the future holds I wish to be surrounded by his warmth.

The ocean was a churning mass of grey-green water, the waves capped with a greasy, white foam that smelled of ozone and deep-earth minerals. "The entrance to the Atlantic Trench is twelve miles out," Hestia said, adjusting her heavy, pressurized diving suit. She had insisted on coming, her knowledge of the Council’s deep-sea protocols proving invaluable. "The Kraken’s core is housed in 'Station Zero'. It’s powered by the volcanic vents. If we take out the vents, the AI will starve." Rhea looked at the water. Her wolf was restless, the thought of being submerged in the dark, silent pressure of the deep sea triggering a primal claustrophobia.