Deep Water Novels & Stories

My stomach does a small, nervous flip at the mention of the aquarium, but Jerry’s expression is nothing but curious and open. "You were talking about the deep water," he continues, his voice lowering, drawing me in. "You said predators don't fight the drag. They let the water carry them until they need to snap the trap shut. I’ve been trying to articulate that for my chapter on abyssal zone hunting mechanics, and I just can't get the wording right. How does the pressure at that depth not crush them before they strike?" I look at him. He isn't holding a laptop tonight which would have triggered the alerts in my head, he is just sitting across from me, looking a

Then, I shoved the stunned sound technician aside and inserted my military-grade USB drive. "Members of the press and everyone watching online. Today, not only have I returned alive, but I've also brought you all a real deep-sea documentary." I pressed play. The screens immediately cut away from the fake memorial footage and displayed the 4K high-definition audio and video from the deep-sea black box. "Stop playing dead! Just save your oxygen and start swimming up already! Zachary's dream is riding on you!" "Summer had my kid just to keep you around as her personal ATM!"

“That thing...you guys are lucky that you have not seen it.” “We have actually heard of that sea creature before. It is the only one who doesn’t seem to recognize Lord Byron as the demigod. I heard it would attack just about anyone. But last I heard, it was supposed to be living deep underwater. What the hell was it doing swimming at the surface?” Watson wondered and I could not help but remember Byron asking the same question as him.

The deep, rhythmic notes felt like a lullaby. “This place is peaceful,” I said quietly, as if afraid to disturb the calm. Robert nodded, looking at me. “Did you know whales can swim up to 20,000 kilometers in a year? That’s like circling the entire globe.” I blinked. “That’s—wow.” He continued, eyes focused. “And some fish can produce light. Deep-sea species. They liquefy parts of their bodies and glow.” My stomach tightened. “That is horrifying. But so amazing.”

I still remember the smell of rain, the feeling of being completely immersed in it. I keep telling myself that I need to escape, that I have to leave, but my body doesn't move. I feel the heartbeat slowing down, it will stop as slow as it's going. Then suddenly I hear a voice calling me, whispering my name. "Isaac, come to me, I can give you what you want. You just need to reach out, you just need to truly want me."

And from then the people who believed in his good deeds named his grave ocean 'the Zhilayi Ocean. The Aquna ocean is in the north east of the Ard. The ocean is known for its depth, the scientists and the researchers believe that the ocean is deep enough to reach the core of the planet. And guess what? Yes, King Ma'la… He was the only one who reached the core of Ard. But I would not tell you now why he went in the depths. Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)

Silently I cast an [Appraisal] on the dead corpse. {Name: Seed of the Deep Ones Threat Level: 3 Type: Undead/ Parasite Description: A parasitic monster that latches onto a host and slowly draining the life of their host, gains the strength of 2/3 of their host. The seed of the deep ones was a monster that feeds on souls and mana, prefers living environment was underwater, only able to stay out of water for only 24 hours. Classified as a hunter and a collector for a Deep one: Chutlusia, lord of the underwater.}

He grips my forearms and we start to spin in a lazy circle as he calms,still falling. His mouth opens and attempts to form words but nothing comes out.He looks like a fish out of water and I stifle a grin. "Keanu, we're in The Deep." His brows furrow in question and he clears his throat then manages to get the words past his lips.His hair is floating around his face and his tunic ripples "The deep of what?" "Just The Deep" "What the hell is this place?" We release eachother but he grips my hand and lace our fingers together as he begun to drift away.

Edward typed and it seems as if a heavy bomb have landed on my eyes. "What!. You swim on this….. Edward!. This water looks so deep. How can you possibly swim in such deep water?". I asked him. "The water is indeed deep, but it's not that deep if you are a good swimmer. And besides it's good to yell out all your frustration when you are here". Edward informed me.

All I could do was let one last terrified scream as my body plunged deep into the vast waters. Pain… That was all I could feel from the electricity burning through my body, to the water drowning me and filling up my lungs. My life force was dissipating bit by bit as the waves drifted me aimlessly. All I could do was extend my hands upwards trying to hold on to life as the water pulled downwards. “Save me.” I lifelessly whispered and pleaded to God.