Luffy Drowns Novels & Stories

What was she doing in there? “It was Takif. He was holding Lyra by the neck. Her wings were already broken, and Allyssa seemed unconscious at that time. Takif snapped Lyra’s neck and drowned Banyan. I was paralyzed in shock. I couldn’t save any of them!” She wailed hysterically. “Where is Allyssa?” I have to know. She must tell me, no matter how devastated she was. “Takif brought her underwater.” I gaped at her in awe, unable to believe her absurd story. Yet, her shaken figure, distraught appearance, and miserable state could not deny the truth.

Our voices are so deep and throaty and perfectly harmonised that the mirror shatters. Jaxson quickly protects me from the flying shards and glares down at me. Gritting his teeth together, he storms out of the room before I can remind him he's naked. I barely see the warrior on the side of the door react before it slammed shut again. As I reach for his trousers, my knees fall to the floor, and images and scenes flash through my mind like a movie. **** We're standing beside the once glowing blue depths of the lake, which is now stained red. I stare, shocked as Amu and Troy float in the blood - dead.

Neither Lucian nor the mermaid planned on giving up. Lucian's grip was slipping from the railings and on cue, there was another impact on the other side of the boat cause the mermaid holding him to lose her grip on him and fall back into the water. This time as Lucian was trying to pull himself up, it was Llewellyn that fell overboard. "Man overboard!" His men yelled. Llewellyn was still afloat in the water and began to swim until a blonde mermaid had dragged him deeper below sea level making him no longer visible.

And then — he does. His body convulses. He stumbles back, gripping his head, screaming. The sigil on his chest flares red, then black, smoke curling from his skin. I grab him, hold him as he shakes, whispering his name over and over. “Luca. Stay with me. Stay—” And just like that, the light dies. He goes limp in my arms. LUCA There’s no air here. Only water. I’m sinking — deeper, darker — the sea above me a ceiling of glass.

[Lincoln] With my pulse drumming in my ears, I bolt out of my seat, every noise fading beneath the roaring waves of the ocean. My mind hones in on one thing—my wife…drowning the water. Fuck. What was she thinking? Without hesitation, I dive in, my body slicing through the surface as cold water engulfs me. A figure is sinking lower, deeper. My muscles burn as I push forward, lungs tight, heart slamming against my ribs. I reach out, my fingers wrapping around an ankle before I shift to grab her waist.

Agatha said, screaming. “ Fuck! This is your fault!” Stacy said while looking at Agatha. “ Shit! Hold me tight.” Diego said, and I did what he said. After that, the last thing I remember was I screamed. Then the next thing happened: the yacht was destroyed into pieces. I could breathe, and I was desperate for Diego. I am screaming in the water while drowning, hoping that he will find me and save me. I'm losing my breath, and my body is getting weaker. My eyes are starting to close, but before that happened, I saw someone reaching for my hand.

As he did so, he kept yelling at the top of his lungs for help. Many of the menfolk hurriedly dived in. Unfortunately, due to his distance, by the time they reached the spot where Lito was, the poor drowning guy had disappeared beneath the dark surface of the ocean. Meanwhile, Lito was already sinking fast into the deep blue waters. He even actually saw his rescuers searching for him in the dark depths but he couldn’t call out to them. No amount of screaming can make them hear him as he was pulled to the bottom by this mysterious and unknown force.

AFTER Lily I wake up at six AM. Groggy and damp with sweat. I had another nightmare featuring Luc. We were arguing on a shore, foamy waves lapping at our ankles. Strong winds hoisted us up in the air, somehow when we were flung at the middle of the ocean Luc could swim perfectly, floating weightlessly on the dark, angry waters. But I was sinking fast like a heavy boulder. My mouth like an open cave, calling out for Luc, water infiltrated my lungs and the wiry hands of the ocean pulled me into its belly.

I turn on my heels and leave towards the river to wash up. In the water, I take my hair out of its bun and dive into the river, washing my body of all Blair’s blood. I float there for a moment as all the memories of Luca and I come rushing through me. The pain is almost too much to bear. I let myself sink to the bottom of the river. My wolf gets frantic when I don't come back up. ‘Chloe, you must go to the surface. We need air.’ Aurora says urgently. ‘I can't live without him,’ I reply, feeling empty and ready to let it be over. ‘You have to get out now!’ Aurora orders frantically. I don't answer her. I simply stay put as bubbles escape my mouth. My lungs burn as all the air has run out, an