Into The Water Synopsis Novels & Stories

The Teacher then entered the room when the bell rang so she can start the class. While taking attendance, the door of our classroom suddenly opened then a guy entered. He's tall, good-looking, and has a nice build type of guy, he's a brunette, and his eyes are a beautiful type of blue. He looks like a model. "Well, Mr. De Vega, why are you late?" Our Adviser said as she looked at him. He went towards the teacher. "Sorry, I woke up late," he said. His voice is really good, he has a deep voice. I can feel my cheeks getting red. Nathalia looked at me then she smirked.

Seconds later, I can already hear the sounds of sirens, a fireman trying to enter our house and that’s where I lost my consciousness. *** I woke up in a room I’m not familiar with. I can hear waves crashing in the ocean and the barking of the dog outside. Now where the hell am I?! I stand up trying to ignore the spinning of my head and ran towards the door when an woman spoke. “Stay where you are, I’m not going to hurt you.” When I turned against her, I saw a woman who’s in her mid forty’s who is until beautiful just like my mother. She has a long jet black hair and her eyes are green?! What the fuck is that contact lenses?

Third Person POV. The woman entered the room and looked at the man on the bed, she walked to him and poured the water in the glass she was holding onto him. She smirked when she saw him struggle to get up she went to the headboard and loosen the chains on his hand leaving the one's on his feet. She sneered and said, “Get up and eat, idiot you will need the strength later. ” She kept the food she had kept on the side drawer before, between his legs. He sluggishly got up using his hands to hold onto the mattress for support.

She places her palm against my chest and shoves me backward. My heel catches on a stone. I lose my balance. I fall through the air and hit a cold water surface with a violent splash. I sink rapidly into the dark depths. Above me, the faces of the goddesses and the ancient lycans grow smaller and smaller. "Goodbye, Betty," the Moon Goddess’s voice echoes through the water. I try to look up, but the darkness swallows the light. My lungs burn. Liquid rushes into my nose. I blink against the sting, coughing under the surface as the pressure builds in my chest. Then, a flash of white light pierces the dark.

Then I followed her lead, moving carefully, unsure at first but gradually finding a rhythm. Next was the bold one. She liked things rough. She handed me something like a whip and told me what she wanted. I hesitated, but she insisted, guiding me the whole time. Another woman preferred something else entirely. She led me closer to the water, showing me what she liked, always staying in control of how far things went. I could not help but feel confused. What kind of people were they? Why were their preferences so different, so intense? Trying to keep up with all of them took more effort than I expected.

She takes a breath, ducks under, disappears. I count seconds. Ten. Twenty. Thirty. She surfaces on the other side. Her voice echoes through the crack. "It opens up. Tight but passable. Hurry." Greta goes next, then Marcus, then Caden. Damian pushes me toward the water. "You next." "I'm not leaving you." "I'm right behind you." His face is tight, pain barely contained. "Go." I slip into the water. It's cold, shockingly cold, stealing my breath. The crack is barely wide enough for my shoulders. I push through, scraping rock, water filling my ears, my nose, my lungs screaming for air.

Falling into the water is like slamming into a freezing wall. It knocks the wind from Iris’ lungs and she immediately gets a mouthful of chlorinated water. It burns and she thrashes, attempting to get upright. To get out. She needs to get out. With startling clarity, she realizes that Tilda was never in danger. It had all been a ploy to get her alone. Then the water rushes over her head as she sinks again. And suddenly she’s back in Black Rock.

Blood stained the muddy water. The frail Tatiana Buzzelli never existed. There was only ever the undefeatable Buzz. "You're not her…" He lay sprawled on the floor, gasping for breath. Taking in the killing intent in my gaze, he muttered, "Tati can't even hold a knife. She…" I lost interest instantly. Retracting the blade, I stood up and accepted the water my bodyguard gave me. Towering above him, I told him, "I'm not Tatiana Buzzelli. I'm Buzz. I won't stake my life on a useless man like she would. The weak can't survive, but I want to be the person who decides who lives and who dies."

she ordered. The water was black, thick, and alive. When I lowered myself into it, it clung to my skin like tar, pulling me deeper, whispering in a hundred voices at once. My breath caught as the surface closed over my chest. The bowl wasn’t just water…it was a mouth, a womb, a coffin. Dina began the incantation. Her words coiled around me like chains, seeping into the water, binding it to me. She sprinkled powders across the surface, each spark hissing into smoke that sank beneath my skin. My body burned and froze all at once.

'Sophie, drugged, won't survive, even if she knows how to swim. Another sound of falling into the water startled Vivienne out of her smugness. She looked at the figure that had just jumped into the water in shock.