Sink Me In The River At Dawn Novels & Stories

I screamed, running toward the railing. Her car hung suspended for one terrible moment before plummeting into the churning waters of Moonstone River below. I was already climbing over the railing when strong hands pulled me back. "You can't jump!" Travis Walker shouted. "The current's too strong! You'll both die!" I struggled against his grip. "Let me go! She's drowning!" "Call the Timber Ridge Rescue Squad!" Travis yelled to the gathering crowd. Reality crashed over me. Travis was right. The Moonstone River was notorious for its deadly currents. If I jumped, I'd only add another body to recover.

I’d always thought Travis was the kind of man who never smiled, as if he’d sworn off pleasure entirely. I never would’ve guessed the other side of him was quietly horny and insecure. My first thought was that I’d opened the wrong profile. I couldn’t stop scrolling. Account ID: “DeepSeaShark” “I couldn’t help it. I’ve snuck into her bathroom a few times. If she ever finds out those panties were me, she’d call the cops, right? I don’t want her to hate me.”

Couldn't sink. He jumped in. The water was cold. He opened his eyes, the salt stinging them red, and he saw her. A mermaid. Blue tail fin, skin lit with luminous markings, tangled in the rope and struggling. He recognized her. Not by her face. By the markings, exactly the same as the ones that had surfaced on her skin when she lay dying. He didn't say her name. He swam over, worked his fingers into the gap between the rope and her fin, and unwound it loop by loop. The rope was tight and had bitten in. His fingers were cut by the lines; blood diffused into the water, thinned quickly to a pale cloud.

Yet, he refused to falter, pushing his body through pure, unadulterated willpower. ​"Jump!" I commanded as the treeline abruptly cut off, revealing a jagged cliff dropping twenty feet into the churning, pitch-black waters of the border river. ​We threw ourselves over the edge together just as a pack of snarling, iron-jawed hounds burst from the bushes, their teeth snapping at empty air. The icy water swallowed us whole, the violent current instantly sweeping us downstream, masking our scent and carrying us away from the palace perimeter. ​By the time we dragged ourselves onto the rocky, frozen northern bank of the river hours later, dawn was beginning to bleed across the horizon. But it was

I smiled, then turned to the river. We crossed at midnight. Nyra dove in first, slicing through the current like a blade, her skin shimmering faintly under the moonlight. Pablo followed with a waterproof pack strapped to his back—inside, Lila's flare mirror and rune breaker. Dustin and Isla moved together, one covering while the other advanced. I took up the rear, heart thudding in rhythm with the river's roar. Every splash, every rustle of leaf, felt amplified. My senses were sharper than ever. And not just from adrenaline. The tether still hummed beneath my ribs, but something else surged beside it now.

The river surged angrily, the dark waters churning as it flowed and brushed against the shore. Without hesitation, I climbed over the barricade. The rough wood creaked under my weight, almost at the verge of breaking. I fell forward, my body landing into the water with a deep splash. The icy water surged through me, making my body shiver more as I began to sink. I closed my eyes and tried not to think of anything, but my mind kept diverting towards how things should’ve been. But it left immediately as the voice of Peter settled in.

, Words: 267k+, Favs: 152, Follows: 157, Published: Sep 17, 2018 Updated: Sep 7 653Chapter 24 Part 1 Chapter 24 RPOV Songs: Doomed by Moses Sumney, Rescue Me by Unions, Die 4 You by Perfume Genius I wasn't sure how long I had been out here, but my shivers had almost turned violent as I sat perched near the riverbank. Most of the water had frozen over. There were only a few shallow cracks where the stream still sloshed over the ice and I stared blankly at those small openings.

My saviour greets me up ahead. Or rather, I greet the weightless air as I fall headlong over a cliff, the water of a river rushing up to meet me. With a scream strangled from my throat, I plummet down fast and squeeze my eyes shut against certain death. Then I am engulfed by the frigid waters, and everything goes black. So this is the cold blanket I have woken up to. ______

On a pitch-black night, a black SUV stopped on a remote bridge. Two men wearing black baseball caps and masks got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a sack. They tied a large stone to the top of the sack and unhesitatingly threw it into the river. The sack quickly sank to the riverbed. Countless bubbles emerged on the water surface, and then everything returned to calm. Awakening in the cold water soaking the sack, Alexander opened his eyes abruptly. His eyes were severely bloodshot due to suffocation, and his body struggled and shook continuously, attempting to free himself from the danger.

A forceful impact knocked me off balance, and in the next heartbeat, I was falling. The river swallowed me whole. Cold. It wrapped around me like a vice, squeezing the breath from my lungs. The shock burned through my veins as I thrashed, reaching for something—anything—but there was nothing to hold onto. The weight of my dress dragged me down, pulling me into the dark abyss. Above, the blurred image of Damien remained unmoving. He wasn’t reaching for me. He wasn’t moving at all. Panic clawed at my chest as I struggled, my limbs growing heavier. My lungs screamed for air, but all I could taste was the bitterness of the river. Darkness crept at the edges of my vision.