Off The Deep End Novels & Stories

Kyrian's Pov "Day five," Mark said into the microphone, his voice bouncing off every wall in the athletics centre. "For the final event of the playbook Olympics we'll be having the endurance relay." James leaned in. "And for those of you who thought the art challenge was the hard one—" "It was not the hard one." "It was genuinely not the hard one." Mark repeated. The course was set up across the centre floor—stations marked out in sequence, each one worse than the last. Plank holds, wall sits. A balance platform at the far end that nobody was looking at directly, a timed run through the final stretch that connected everything.

Nadia’s POV Me and Luca take off starting with a slow jog and slowly speed up until we’re at a good pace. We have been running for almost an hour and we’re coming up on the cliff. As we approach the cliff I can hear voices a little way in front of us. “Saturn we aren’t supposed to go in the water it’s dangerous” I hear a little girl say “Oh come on I’m only by the edge I’m not going to jump” the girl I’m assuming is Saturn responds

If I had any chance of seeing him-just a glimpse, just enough to confirm he wasn't dead or drowning or curled up somewhere hating me-it would be there. Declan perked up instantly. "Wendy's? Say less. I'm starving." Jackson groaned. "Dude, you're always starving." "Because I'm a growing man," Declan argued, puffing his chest out. "You're five-eight," Zichen deadpanned. "I'm five-nine!" "Sure," Zichen said, unbothered. I shut my locker with a soft thud. "Anyway, I'm buying. Wendy's special on me."

The caption read: *Whatever is going on between Whitfield and Reyes it is winning them games. The eyes emoji at the end. Forty thousand likes. I put my phone face down on my nightstand. I stared at my ceiling. Forty thousand. I picked my phone back up. I looked at the photo again. I looked at it for a long time, the two of us in the end zone with the stadium noise implicit in the frame, the way I had moved through forty thousand people to get to him first without deciding to. I put the phone face down again. I stared at the ceiling.

he trails off as his voice deepens " I won't stop !" . . . T.B.C

It was a simple definition of sharing. Moreover, delight. A great deal of satisfaction. THE END

If he didn't get to me any minute now I'll be sinking. The tides rose gently and the water mass under my breast was heaving in response. Fear was tugging at my heart strings. "C'mon Marie, you got this, just spread your arms and don't fight the water." Jason yelled over to me. He was quite distant from me now, swimming farther to the deep parts of the water were the ocean beds weren't in the nearest reach and the water reached your neck. I felt my mind yelling, Don't do this, Marie, go back to shore!

Without a futher thought to it, he jumped after her. The sound of the water raging against each other was overpowering. He was submerged into the water, his head struggling to escape the raging mini waves of water that appeared to be tumbling against each other, falling against him. His lips trembled, teeth chattering against each other. For a creature like him, he was surprised as to how he was suddenly feeling the chilling jolts of cold.

This cultivator showed his trump card in the face of a desperate situation. "The Endless Deep Sea!" He shouted and waved the anchor. In an instant, the surrounding air turned into dark blue seawater, giving people a feeling that it was endless, deep, and heavy. It was surging toward Caspian, as if it would swallow him up in the next moment and impact his flesh and blood.

It isn't the end, but at least we get a fresh start. **** THE EnD!!!