Novel & Cerita Sinjin Drowning

"You didn't even fight back this morning when Lord Damian's friends threw you in the koi pond." Jayvyn's memories: This morning. Before the drowning. Before Jay. The original prince's last day alive, spent being tortured by his younger brother's friends while palace guards watched and laughed. And this bastard had watched too. "Maybe I got tired of drowning," Jay said flatly.

The person does not survive despite all of Jordan's efforts. By the time Jordan pulls the person out of the water, the sun has hidden behind the horizon, completely covering the beach in a sinister darkness. His grey sweatpants are drenched completely, and the person in his arms is dead, his limp arms swaying with each of Jordan's clumsy steps over the wet sand. I know it the moment I see the body, pale and unmoving, but the Alpha still clings onto the little hope he has. He can probably still hear his heartbeat.

For a moment, Jin felt one of his hands blindly, weakly pawing all over on his side, on the floor that was becoming stained quickly with blood… his blood. “Now, it would never have one of our own,” he heard Sir Hans Bathory saying above him, his voice shaking with what seemed to be remorse and trepidation at once, “That demon would never ever have you, who bear the blood of Sans…” Jin can vaguely feel a familiar, cold darkness creeping and licking at the frayed edges of his vision now even as he watches the pool of his own blood spreading over the floor, coloring his already blurring sight with the glaring sickly red that was his blood but no Princess Aria can save him from his death now, th

(Lily POV) It rained, we stopped and looked at Shin, my eyes widened when the boat sank. I wasn’t able to speak and Jeoff already go to the water and I stayed since I don’t know how to swim. I just saw Shin got Icy and go deep in the water again with Jeoff. They appear again but Seven wasn’t there. I heard Jeoff shouting at Shin and they dived again. The people came and get into the water, they bring Icy back to me.

Jonathan was trembling mess right now. The sweat drops mixing with the tears and the trembling hands and feet. It was the worst image of strong Jonathan Kyle, that maybe no one knew. Jonathan felt like his breathing was about to stop and he was seeing the younger long gone under water. He finally collected every ounce of power left in him and with his frozen body jumped under the water. As he jumped, he felt the dark drops appearing infront of his eyes. He jerked his head a little and saw Aiden drowning at the bottom of the pool. He went there and held Aiden's arm with all his power and pulled him while swimming toward the upper side.

Silent to Clement instead, he closed his eyes and sighed. "Does that mean your friend is going to die?" Confirmation of Ynaria. "We don't have time to talk about this and Chris' past. The water is already on our waists, we need to get the corpses up!" Clement's note. "What's that?" Dylan said suddenly. "Someone grabbed my foot." This is another reason why it sinks and acts like drowning. Ynaria, Clement, Trist and Paul were alert. Concerned, they approached Dylan's direction and helped him get up, which was now soaked in blood.

Before I reached the exit to the dungeons, there was complete silence. *** “Oh, my Goddess!” Sylvia collapsed on the carpet, her hands over her mouth. “It’s not my blood. I’m sorry you had to see this. I thought you were asleep.” I went into the bathroom to take off my clothes and shower. She followed me. “Who did you kill?” her voice was tight. “Was it Drake’s men?” “No.” I let the warm water wash over me. I hated the metallic smell of the blood. Leaning back with my eyes closed, I stood there under the spray. When I opened my eyes Sylvia stood in front of me, naked, the water dripping from her. She took my breath away.

I was drowning in it. Somewhere, beyond the suffocating horror, I knew I wasn’t alone. The others—Jin, Kai, Lyn, Soren—they were all trapped in their own battles. Jin was on his knees, his body shaking from a mental imagery. His usual sharp focus was gone, his dark eyes filled with nothing but stark devastation. Kai was paralyzed, his hands clenched into fists. His breath was heavy, his body rigid as though he were trapped in a nightmare he couldn’t escape.

"You should have used the yellow wolfsbane, works everytime." He gasped, struggling against my grip. I smirked at his pale face as it had lost all it's color. "No one needs a priest like you, in fact, I'm doing the world a favor. You should've confessed your sins when I gave you the chance to, maybe you could've been going to a better place or else…" I trailed off, digging my claws harder into his neck. "...see you in hell." Just then, I clawed at his stomach, causing blood to splash all over myself. His lifeless body dropped helplessly to the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around him.

The vow escaped my lips, tinged with conviction as I closed my eyes. As darkness enveloped me, I felt the sensation of drowning, a force pushing me down into frigid depths, suppressing my escape. Voices echoed my name, growing louder. ‘Happy birthday, Sia.’ my father’s voice called from the surface. I fought against the weight, striving to reach him, but the grip around my ankle was relentless. ‘Dad!’ I choked, bubbles escaping my mouth as water rushed in. Desperately, I struggled against the invisible hold, but it only tightened. The familiar voice faded, replaced by a gunshot that jolted me with fear. I tried to scream, but my voice was stifled, submerged beneath the surface. Suddenly, the