Sinjin Drowning Novels & Stories

She gets a glint in her eyes as she looks at the stillness of the water, down stream from where the hotel is. "We should go skinny dipping." I smirk. "You first..." She giggles as she strips out of her clothes, I follow her just far enough to hold her under the shallow water. She gags and chokes on the water, I'm sure even some river bed sand is getting into her lungs. The bitch deserves to suffer, so I pull her head out of the water for a bit and smile as she struggles to take a breath... Just when she seems to be able to breathe again, Jordan comes over and does the same thing I did. We keep doing this over and over until her naked ass drowns. Maybe this will be the last trial our family w

But she was shocked when she opened her eyes to see Gianna far away from her. “Ginger, come here. Don’t leave me.” Giqa shouted. She was struggling to not drown. “No, Gigi. Now kick! You can swim. Just kick.” Gianna shouted from afar. However, seeing how Giqa struggled, Gianna decided to go back to her. Suddenly, an unusually huge wave passed Gianna. It caused her to drown and hit her head on a coral. She had to fight for her life as the waves kept coming and stopped her from reaching the air. After finally winning the battle against the sea, Gianna looked for Giqa. She was nowhere to be found.

When Han Jingjing and Jiang Jindong were carried up, Jiang Jindong still held Han Jingjing's hand tightly. Everyone put them down. Jiang Jindong had no time to check if he was injured. He pounced on the unconscious Han Jingjing first. Seeing that Han Jingjing was suffocating because of drowning, Jiang Jindong pressed her chest while doing artificial respiration for her. Han Yingying turned her head awkwardly, not wanting to see the heart-piercing scene. Gu Zihang stood beside Han Yingying, drenched all over. He did not say anything, but just accompanied her quietly. Seeing Jiang Jindong like this, he understood everything.

I always forget the man's name silly. Yuan hugged me again and rested his chin on my shoulder. I just smiled. He kissed my forehead again and again. Cindie and Regine are constantly screaming. Because Miles is busy texting. I cried all the way through the part where they rushed to their hideout. There are many dead Sirens. Because she was being shot at.. Shan was even hit. Pitiful. He was still chased and shot by the female villain. The end caught Shan's tail, so even if he swam fast, he was still hit. Until he splashed ashore. Wounded and very pitiful..

As the floodgates opened, Aqua's mind was flooded with images and sensations she had long forgotten. She saw her parents, their faces twisted in fear, as dark figures closed in around them. She heard their screams echoing through the night like a haunting melody. And then she saw herself, standing at the center of it all, her hands bathed in a flickering light as she fought desperately to defend them. The memories came rushing back with an intensity that left Aqua reeling, her breath catching in her throat. She staggered backward, overwhelmed by the weight of the truth. "No, it can't be," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

Blood splattered across my shoulder. He grunted, breath knocked from his lungs, but his arms tightened around me, protective, unyielding. “Hey—” I choked. Then the world tipped. We went over the rail. Roberto’s laughter echoed above us as the deck vanished. The sea swallowed us whole. Cold. Violent. The water slammed into my lungs as we sank. His grip never loosened. Blood streamed from him, staining the water dark. The current ripped at his mask. It tore free.

There was no Father John to taunt me and no one to look at me with that knowing gaze. I curled myself up in my bed. My eyes lingered longer than usual on the Ceiling until they became blurry. The faint sound of children laughing outside, the faded echoes of footsteps, bells chiming. Each time I closed my eyes, I was there again. Standing helplessly, his hands gripping the back of my neck, his breath fanning my cheeks as he whispered. “You were born in sin Simon, but I will cleanse you of that sin.” I turned my face burying it into the pillow, trying to shake off the memory.

"So deep. You take all of me, sunshine, every inch." He began to move, it wasn't the frantic pounding of the shower. The water slowed us down, turning the act into a rolling dance. He swayed his hips, grinding into me, hitting spots deep inside that made my vision blur. He walked us backward, carrying me easily, until my back pressed against the infinity edge, the glass wall where the water cascaded down into the trough below. "Look," he commanded, turning me slightly so I could see over his shoulder. "You see that drop?" he whispered in my ear, biting the lobe. "One slip, and you fall forever."

Shoved by hands pressing into the top of my head. I looked up to see Sabrina standing over me, grinning. Beside her sat my brother, grinning just the same. They pushed their hands into the top of my head and shoved me under the water, laughing. I drowned, and Matt’s spine was shattered into a million pieces. I only awoke the next morning, drenched in sweat and in a panic, the air filled with the sound of my blaring alarm.

Again, I cower in terror, crying, hoping I survive this. He stops, the rise and fall of his chest is heavy. Quietly, he cups my chin with his bleeding hand, forcing me to face him. “Good thing I’m done.” He laughs, enjoying the torture. “Go fuck the bastard, loser.”