Freshwater Novels & Stories

"Don't be." Thomas fell silent and crouched down near the river, splashing his face. The cool water slipped between his lips and made him shudder. It tasted so pure, soothing his raw throat and refreshing his skin. Even though the water met the sea, it had no taste of salt or any rot that the brine carried.

Ethan watched her swim away with her back on him, admiring the trees and the sky above the lake. He quickly got off his wheelchair and undressed, sitting on the floor in case she turned to look at him. She didn't turn to look at him by the time he was done, so he mixed his clothes with hers to hide them and snuck into the water. Meadow was busy admiring the scenery of where they were. The way the tall trees circled the lake and the birds in the sky were so beautiful, and she was admiring the place, unaware of what Ethan was doing.

Kat said as she leaned into Brenden and hooked her arm around his. "Yea and when we get there, notice the beaches under the bridge. Passing merchants would stop and fish for bait to sell on the side in the creek. There's high populations of small shrimps, clams, crayfish, and minnows that call the creek home. All you gotta do is turn over the rocks- all kinds of life. It's awesome." Brenden replied. "True, I've seen it, and I actually have some freshwater clam specimens from under that bridge specifically in my aquariums. They're very good for cleanin' the water," Dillon chimed in.

"I never got to say this before, but this Clan is one of the most beautiful places in the world." I said as we walked on the tarred road leading to the mansion. My smile beamed at the birds that flew from one tree to another. In the west were basically the majority of Marr's wildlife. The east was for the beautiful rivers and valleys. The North and South were designated for the residential areas and surprisingly, none of them were hostile to me. Instead, they were happy. Each of them was engulfed in their preparation for a festival I knew not.

Kent understood by giving him a thumbs up and went back to her training session. Alex walked happily towards the river; the turquoise blue sky gave out the best weather for a bath as it shines brightly in the marshland. His sole kisses the wetland that it gives a sensation of gentle and a mixture of warmth and coldness. As Alex went nearer and nearer to his destination, he felt excited. He reached it and the scenery of beauty and wonder faced him as the crystallizing waters of the river has arrogantly went to his eyes, boasting its beauty and elegance. The fresh fish swam abundantly in the river and the river bank were full of freshwater crustaceans as crabs,

Dustin would love to help me but he can't either, we didn't learn it before now but sometimes in the future, we might look into acquiring this skill. The crystal-clear waters glistens in the sunlight, creating a stunning visual spectacle. The creek has its way across the dense tropical rainforest, forming gentle cascades and small waterfalls along its course. The sound of the water gently flowing over rocks provides a soothing soundtrack, adding to the serene ambiance of the area.

"Here we have the popular Freshwater Gallery which focuses on freshwater habitats in South America compared to New England river systems. This gallery features Piranha, anacondas, electric eels, and Atlantic salmon." Chiara moved closer to the display and observed the electric eels as they moved around in the water. "This is amazing." Adrian said in awe as he looked around. They moved on to another gallery and Troy gave another speech about the creatures in the displays. There were many colorful tropical fish and living corals. Troy mentioned something about a venomous fish like Pterois and scorpionfish. Chiara watched the sea c

The Water Nation, renowned for its pristine waters and breathtaking landscapes, was about to host the annual werewolf competition, an event that brought together the most skilled and talented werewolves from all corners of the werewolf world. As the trio arrived at the edge of the Water Nation's territory, they were awestruck by the sheer beauty that unfolded before their eyes. Crystal-clear lakes shimmered under the sun's rays, waterfalls cascaded down moss-covered rocks, and lush vegetation painted the landscape in vibrant hues. The air was filled with the refreshing scent of the sea, mingling with the earthy aroma of the surrounding forests.

she said in awe. The sun was up behind the clouds. Steam rose from the water making the air humid. A small waterfall trickled from the east into the pond they were surrounded by. To the north, stood a rock wall and to the south, short skeletons of dried evergreen trees covered in white powdery snow. The water from the waterfall hit a flat rock shelf, pooled, and then streamed into their little pond. A small creek wound downstream to the southwest. "What's that white stuff?" Alex asked.

Then when another one moved, her eyes widened, she was surprised, she quickly moved toward the other side of the streams. It is where those moving things are going, and at the time she got a closer look. Sol Ming confirmed it! Shrimp! Freshwater shrimp! She just saw a freshwater shrimp! Oh. God. Food!