Drowning In An Endless Sea Novels & Stories

His eyes were cold as he said word by word. “You don’t know her at all, Eric Ferguson... Nicole can’t swim.” So, there was no ‘if’. The boundless sea had already swallowed her up. The silence in the air gave off a feeling of coldness and despair. Kai’s final words were like the last straw that broke Eric’s back. His expression turned ugly and white as paper. Eric clenched his fists so tight that his arms trembled and bulged with veins. If a person who could not swim fell into the sea, would this ending be surprising?

I tried to scream again, but the water choked me out, filling my lungs until all I could do was gasp. My arms flailed uselessly, heavy, drunk from the drink Blair handed me earlier. I tried to crawl forward, to stand, but the sand slipped under my hands. The ocean yanked at my waist harder. And then I was under. I couldn’t breathe. I kicked once. Twice. But there was nothing to push against. The water kept pulling me deeper and deeper. Was this my ending? But as hope waned, I began to come to grips with the fact that maybe drowning was the better alternative to living this way…

Ella’s POV The spray of salt against my lips woke me. I gasped, eyes flying open to find… nothing. Just wind and a familiar green horizon with dark clouds churning overhead. I looked down to see the great sea that stretched out below me. Screams and moans rising into the air, limbs and hands reaching, twisting, grasping at nothing. The sea of souls. My arms were stretched wide on either side of me. My toes hung over the edge of the cliff, just barely on solid ground. One more step and I would fall. One more step and I would be lost forever in that terrible sea.

"That's okay. I was just curious to know." He smiled at me. "If there's anything on your chest, feel free to tell me. I'm here for you." I stood up. "What the hell? I'm not some charity case." I looked down and smiled at him. "Last one to the water is a rotten egg." "Hey, that's not fair!" Louis yelled after I dashed off and ran after me. I've never felt so conflicted in my life.

I continuously try to stay awake but I'm struggling so in the end I succumb and drift into sleep. I can't breathe. I feel like I'm drowning. I try to scream for help but no words come out of my mouth. I'm fading but he won't let go, he's still holding me under and I decide to give up. Before I can give him the satisfaction of dying I'm pulled out the water and I feel him caressing my hair. "It's the beginning of the end. Hold my hand, I won't let you call, I shall keep you safe always." He kisses my forehead and disappears before my eyes.....

The oxygen bubbles were released when I couldn’t hold it anymore. I was drowning—And drowning quickly. My limbs finally decided to move, but I was now deeply underwater. I tried to kick but to no avail. The pain was unbearable. I was determined to keep trying, but it seemed like this was it. I gave it one last kick before the sharp pains in my body forced me to float to the bottom of the sea. I closed my eyes as the inevitable approached me way sooner than I ever thought. With my last dying breath, I cleared my mind so the bliss could settle in. •

I wished someone, anyone, would just look down and see another daughter bleeding out, waiting to be saved. The medical team rushed straight to Chloe, carefully dressing the cuts on her arm. No one noticed me dying in the corner. "A sensory episode is a critical emergency…" The voice faded. Then... nothing. I felt strangely light. Something was leaving my body. The pain was gone. I was floating in the air. I looked down and saw my body. The nineteen-year-old girl lay in a pool of her own blood, her face pale, with dried blood on her lips. Her fingers were broken, her nails caked with blood.

Lay your heart next to mine, let the end begin… The surface is losing, the water will win. I’m everything promised, I’m all that you need, Your only truth, your final creed. Manolya… mmm… ooh… Manolya. Descend to me… descend to me… The waves will claim you, soft and slow, Six thousand fathoms… forever below. Come down to me… come down to me… Manolya… ooh… Manolya.”

I plunged. The world tilted, the sky pulling away as the sea rushed toward me. I didn’t even scream. A soft splash. Then nothing. The ripples spread, then vanished. The sea swallowed me whole. Beneath the water, darkness consumed me. The cold struck like a thousand knives, burning through my veins. My wolf howled inside my mind, but I had no strength to shift. My hands were still bound, only my legs were free. I kicked desperately, fighting to rise. But the waves dragged me down, deeper into the abyss. This had to be worse than hell.

ANGEL'S POV The water swallows me whole, and still I cannot stop reaching for him. The sea stretches forever. Above me, the sky is pale, and the sun burns my skin, even as icy water grips my legs. There is no shore, no birds, no wind—only endless dark water. I scream for help, but my voice vanishes into the silence. Even my breathing seems to disappear. Something moves beneath me—too big to see, too steady to be random. It knows I’m here. I kick toward the surface once, twice, but on the third kick, my lungs burn. Darkness wraps around my legs and pulls me deeper.