Endless Thirst New World Novels & Stories

Honestly, the garbage planet was winning by a lot. “Here, drink this,” Vera said, handing the jug to the boy. “Thank you, miss,” the boy whispered. His tiny voice was rough from thirst and fear. He took the jug carefully, like it was something holy, and drank one small sip. The moment the water touched his tongue, his eyes went wide. He had not tasted real water in over three hundred years. Since they were sent here, everything they drank came from liquid food packs, bitter recycled fluids, or whatever the trading robot sold to keep bodies alive without giving them comfort. This water was fresh, cold, and a little sweet, sliding down his throat like his whole body had been waiting for it. Co

Nike nodded her head in delight upon finding a clue as to what they should be looking for. But before he could continue his interrogation, one of the warlocks from the other group intercepted him. "Wait a moment, I just happened to recall something really weird about this place. No matter how much water we drink, it doesn't seem to quench our thirst. Instead, the more we drink the feebler we become." After some time, the third warlock from the other group speaks what was in his mind.

Now, only fire burns in our world and the monsters rule with their sadistic powers. I snap out of the thoughts when I realise I can drink water from the tap. I open the tap of the sink desperately, not caring that it’s the bathroom. Placing my left hand under the tap, I place my mouth at the edge of the palm and drink water until I can’t drink more water. The dryness in my throat goes away and it feels like a little energy has returned to my body. I lean back and close the tap, inhaling and then exhaling heavily.

Eira's eyes widened at him. "You didn't tell me this before..." "Yes I did... When we had sex for the first time and you hummed at that..." Xavion Said. Eira gulped nervously, she was almost passed out when they mated, how can she recollect that and what terrified her the most that she didn't had that juice daily. She did drank that in the beginning but it had weird taste so she stopped drinking that and didn't realized that consequences can be like this. "Okay!..."

I really don’t want to get married, especially since I don’t even know the man that I need to marry. I’m starving myself to death, but my parents don’t seem to care at all. Maybe because they know that I will come out from my room if I can’t take my hunger anymore. I thought if I starved myself, they would change their mind because they know that I really don’t want to get married. But I guess I’m wrong. Father was right, they don’t care at me at all. They are just focused on their companies and not me. I sighed and thought carefully. I should make a wise decision now. I can’t continue to starve myself anymore.

She held his gaze her eyes pleading, the silence and tension between them almost deafening "One condition" he growled "next time, next incarnation, I want something more than this, I have chased for aeons next time you're mine, enter into an Elysian Oath with me" "But my vows with my sisters, I can't do this" she whispered "don't do this" "Cannot or will not" came his stern voice "I am the only God left who knows how to use that, other than those who'd use your death to enslave existence, besides I'm dead sooner or later, an Elysian Oath ensures my continued existence"

Tears were now out of the question, this was not the time for petty sorrow and self pity, I was starving and thirsty, but both men refused to provide me with anything other than death threats. "You're both devils." I don't think I have ever felt so much hatred for another human being until now. "So I've been told." Eye patch muttered, his attention remaining solely on the game in front of him. "You're both sick bastards and I hope you burn in hell." It was partly dehydration and hunger talking, but I nonetheless I meant what I said. "Is that so? How 'bout I take you with us?" Eye patch answered again, stalking towards me, I didn't break eye contact, I knew exactly what he was about to do and

Slave 2 concerns the survival instinct of slave 1, the history they've been through was different from each of them. All other servants can't speak, is not lazy to respond to the conversation, but the taste of their meal was, silent the stomach and their mouth. Fresh, sweet, not too salty, some crunchy at the corner of meat, although they never hunger before. The crystal can exchange for a pill from Alchemy, feed their need by nutrition only. Now the actual hunger from 5 years ago was pay off, their body responds primarily to hunger and thirst. Health Potion from the system was identical with pill nutrition. The formula can be seen when a woman breastfeeding her baby, ninety percent better t

The same feeling he had when I let him run free in the forest so he could regain his strength quicker. What a load of waste that had been. He didn’t tell me that Animals will not sate him for long, he waited until he was done eating before he told me that. Blood of a human he had said afterwards when he merged back with me and I found myself as hunger as ever. So hungry that all I wanted to do was to claw out of my body and eat the whole world. We were not in the middle of a war, neither were we near any source of that but there was only one choice that will not draw too much attention to the fact that something hair-raising was in the palace.

My teeth clacked together in protest. “You must be quiet and stop scratching yourself. If you draw blood, we are dead.” In one smooth movement he pulled me to my feet and slung me over his back. My fingers trembled as he laced them together. “But it feels—” “I know how it feels,” he growled. “You must ignore it. This is the forest of Anulk. Everything, even the air, wishes to feed on you. Feed on us. Right now, until the second phase of night arrives, we are safest in the trees. That does nothing to stop the Endless, which prowl these lands. They are the eternal hunters, one of the seven horrors of this world, and we have crossed onto their territory. We are fair game to them.”