Love Drowns In The Lake Novels & Stories

Tasted blood that wasn’t human. We broke apart. Circled. “Stop!” Isla was pulling at the chains. The wards burned her. Her skin smoked. She didn’t stop. “Lucian! Darius! Stop! Please!” We didn’t. Darius raised his hand. The air changed. It got heavy. It got hot. The water in the lake started to steam. “Technique,” he said. “Black Tide.” The lake rose. Not a wave. A wall. Twenty feet high. Black water, full of things that weren’t water. It hung there. Then it fell.

*Aaron* I trudged through the snow, my boots crunching on the ground as a bitter reminder of the chaos that had just occurred. My heart pounded with a disturbing mix of anger and dread as I neared the lake's edge, now a deceptive sheet of glass shimmering under the relentless winter sun. It seemed cruelly beautiful, concealing the terror beneath its freezing surface. Braxton and Winter might have lost their lives there, and the image kept replaying in my mind—both of them submerged, gasping for air, while I desperately tried to reach them.

The alcohol burned down my throat, that familiar warmth spreading through my chest and loosening the knots in my shoulders. “Come on, let’s dance.” He yelled over the music with a smile. I nodded and took another sip of my drink as he dragged me onto the dance floor. My favorite song started playing ‘on the floor by Jlo’ My smile grew bigger as i danced and swayed across him, letting the music wash over me, letting the bass drown out the thoughts that had been screaming in my head for days. At some point, Liam's hand found mine. He caressed it and i didn't pull away.

It feels like an all consuming fire. you suddenly become aware that you have changed and that even your music taste has changed because you keep listening to love songs. You keep thinking about her/him and your appetite dwindles. And you feel a longing and a desire for this person that is almost unbearable. You feel like a dam of water and that is breaking and you can hardly hold back the tide behind you, within you. You're falling and you can stop it, you don’t want to stop, you want to fall together. It's scary and it’s frightening because you know you are out of your depth. That is how it is for Brandon.

Each step brought tears and gasping breaths but I finally made it. “Hello, are you alright in there? Do you need any help?” I’m pretty sure Lileth heard my sobs because the next moment she had opened the door and walked in. “Here, let me help you dry your hair,” she took the towel out of my hands and gently dried my hair as I sat and cried. “There, let’s get you cleaned up and into bed,” she guided me back to the bedroom after getting me dressed. Everything about her made me miss my mother. I would’ve ran home to her, if she was still alive but, thanks to the driver of the truck who was 6 times over the drink drive limit, my parents are no longer here. Not a day goes by where I don’t miss th

There are two men discussing up at the front, and one of them was so familiar that I back off without thinking, racing in the opposite direction. I can't let him see me. I can't let him see me. I don't want to go back. I want to go home. I kneel on the dirt, no longer caring if my dress becomes stained or not. Ivy doesn't have a home. I arrive at a lake, which completely blocks my path. The moon doubled on its surface, the glow creating a sparkly effect on the water. I dip my hand into the lake, the coldness prickling on my skin.

I’ve heard enough stories from Ash to know deals that start at dark pools end in darker debts. A single bubble rises in answer and pops without sound. Around it, color bleeds into the water. Deep rust, spreading like ink. For a heartbeat it looks exactly like blood. I step back. The bank squelches. My boot heel slips on damp moss, and I skid to one knee just shy of plunging in. The lake laughs. The sound is small, bright and unbearably human. “You fear death more than she does.” “You don’t know me,” I snap.

Lola POV Dinner was awkward after having kicked their *sses earlier today and then for them to get a scolding from their parents. I can’t say I didn’t enjoy all that though, I had to stifle a grin more than once. After dinner, I went outside to explore the territory and I ended up by a beautiful small lake a few miles from the palace. Something about this lake is just so serene it drew me in and keeps me rooted to the spot where I am currently sitting. It’s like all my thoughts and worries seep away when I am sitting here. It’s not an overly large lake, but not too small either. One could go for a decent swim in here. I would definitely try that as it looks really tempting, but I don’t know

In the night, the lake surface is quiet without ripples, only a little hot smoke rises slightly. Chris put Brawen down on a nearby chair and looked down at the lake, then back at Brawen. After thinking about it for a few minutes, he decided to bring her into the lake, ignoring Brawen's dried blood-soaked dress, Chris dropped Brawen into the lake. The warmth from the water made Brawen feel comfortable, she opened her eyes a little dreamily, in the gentle breeze, those eyes were even more magical, attracting everything, such a beauty really makes others Can't help but feel the desire to touch and take.

I gave up the chance to take over my family's business and spent ten whole years acting as a sports agent for my swimmer boyfriend, Nate. I stayed by his side from his early days to his rise to fame. He promised he would propose to me the day he won the world championship gold. The night of his victory dinner, I eagerly put on a wedding dress. I even invited all our close friends and family to the venue so they could witness the moment together. But as he stood under the spotlight, he looked right past me and his gaze landed on his younger teammate, Lexi, who was smiling brightly and clapping for him nearby. A reporter pushed through the crowd with a microphone and asked on the spot if h