Drowning Sorrows Novels & Stories

He opened the bottle, poured himself and Derrick the drink. Each full of sorrow, they clanked their glasses and drowned down the liquor, they wanted to forget all this sorrow, even though it won't be long lasting but at the end of the day it would be worth it if their sorrows would be drowned.

I still got laid off. As I showered, letting the scalding water slip over my skin, painting me pink. I couldn't even feel it. I couldn't tell if I was crying or if it was the water. There wasn't any fight left in me. I had reached the point in drowning that the convulsions stopped, the pain still present, but bliss lay just beyond the horizon. Let it take its course, Adira. It would be over soon enough. This will not be forever.

Then her composure cracked. "Ryan," she muttered, tears spilling over. "I really am sorry. I'm sorry I never put you and Emma first all these years..." She kept apologizing. But her regrets came too late. Neither Emma nor I wanted her anymore. The End

The nearer I got to her, the higher the water rose— it was now on my neck. “I want to go with you.” The rush of the water that once parted finally closed and my mother disappeared. I struggled to stay afloat from the big splashes of the waterfalls, my body slowly sank. Wolves started to appear and waited on the banks of the river. The sky turned dark and the full moon revealed itself. The light of the moon illuminated the waterfalls and I gazed away from its bright light. In unison, the wolves stood up and faced the moon. They howled. A last breath of air escaped my lips as I drowned.

My chest was burning now, a fire spreading through my lungs and through the water, I could see the pool lights, distorted and wavering. I opened my mouth without meaning to and water rushed in, filling my lungs with liquid fire. My vision was darkening at the edges, black spots dancing across my sight. Somewhere far above, I thought I heard shouting. But it didn't matter. I'm sorry, I thought, to everyone I'd never see again. Marco. Christabel. My parents. Giovanni. The darkness was almost complete peaceful now and my body went limp, the water cradled me as I sank.

I muttered, the words heavy with sorrow and resignation, my gaze sweeping over the bloodstains that marred my clothes, a stark reminder of the tragedy that had unfolded before my eyes. "Sir, you need to take it easy, you need to take heart," the doctor's voice reached me through the fog of grief, his words a distant echo in the storm of emotions raging within me. I knew his intentions were kind, but loss bore down on me like an anchor, dragging me into the depths of despair. "It's easier said than done," I murmured to myself, the words heavy with the burden of sorrow that threatened to crush me under its weight. I found myself sinking to the floor, my back against the cold wall, a solitary f

he said to himself while he fixed his contract. Drowned in the Sea of Flames was about a man who dominated the league in swimming international tournaments but accidentally drowned his opponent while practicing in the pool late at night before the tournament begins because it frightened him he would easily overthrow him. After killing an innocent person, the man was so terrified that he fled the crime scene immediately.

Tris felt like she was drowning in a sea of grief, and she didn't know how to keep her head above water. To be continued…

Their clothes were wet, their eyes red and puffy from drowning and crying. The world around them fell silent, even the sound of the river and the woods were like muted and all they can hear is the sound of sorrow and grief of their cries. "Can you help her Serra?" Mira cried, her voice hoarse and rough, low like a whisper. Her blue eyes looked like a stormy sky.

The pain of his loss was overwhelming, shattering his sense of self as he watched the fruits of years of hard work go up in flames. Jasmine's eyebrows knitted together in sorrow as she watched him go quiet. His face turned into a grey mask, his eyes becoming like grey orbs. A wave of dread and sorrow washed over her, her heart thundering in her chest. She sensed a looming sadness in him, her heart sinking as she faced the impending doom. Her breath caught in her throat, a wave of sorrow gripping her in its icy hold.