The Drowning Novel Novels & Stories

The force pulls at me just as I grab the stump but it’s too strong. Gasping for breath and panicking, I fight against the relentless force that threatens to drag me deeper into the icy river. The darkness of the water envelops me, and I can feel the cold seeping into my bones as I desperately cling to the wooden stump, my fingers slipping against the wet surface. I’m too heavy to stay afloat. I know I’m going to drown because of this fucking gown! As fear and despair grip me, my thoughts race to Alec. Where is he? Why isn't he coming to my rescue? My mate should sense the danger I'm in. My heart pounds in my chest, and my vision blurs as I struggle to stay afloat.

Feyre’s POV I was thrown into the darkness this time; flung with such violence and force that I feared my landing would end my life. I never landed at all. Instead, I was whirled endlessly by unseen forces, tumbling through the unending darkness until my body was suddenly frozen to a stop, suspended mid-air. I couldn’t tell if my eyes were opened or closed, so vast was the darkness. And then I began to drown. I don’t know when I first had the realization that I was underwater. One moment I could breathe and the next, I was choking and thrashing, water flying all around me even as it filled my lungs.

I was left alone again, floating there in the world of darkness, wearing the red invisible scars on my body, from the memories that fucking Hansel left behind. I hate that man. I was 6 feet under the crash of the waves. I felt like I was drowning, being pulled under the waves. Except this sea isn't really made from water, it's made of hopelessness, and despair. No matter how fast I swam...the dark flood always pulled me back under. Maybe it is Jerald… he was drowning me, killing me...and he didn't even know it. I suddenly felt a pair of strong arms pulling me towards the surface, my face broke through the waves as I sucked in a breath of air.

”it’s going to be fine” she whispered almost as if she was talking to herself. Hugh closed his eyes and placed his hands over his ears hoping to mute the screams that were coming from the house. By the time he opened them Alyssa had driven far enough that he couldn’t hear anything again, just the echoing sound of silence and his own voice in my head screaming. Suddenly he felt like he was drowning, thick goop like fluid was drowning him. He quickly opened his eyes to check if his sister was alright but he couldn't find her anywhere. He was no longer in the car or anywhere close. Hugh found himself in a ditch that was gradually filling up with the black goop. He threw out his hands searching

She looked frail and lifeless. He cradled her head and whispered gently, “I’m here. I’ll get you out.” Dennis dug into the recesses of his mind for the method of tying the rescue noose he’d learned while in boy scouts. Panic muddled his focus. He forced himself to calm down. When he finally managed, his hands moved as if they had a life of their own.

A book fell from a bookshelf before the shelves’ bottom support succumbed and books cascaded down into a pile. In the living room, another narrow crack snaked across the ceiling. The ceiling creaked, its cracks spreading, until it came apart. Several cardboard boxes from the attic crashed down into the living room floor. The boxes split apart and photographs poured across the carpet. V One minute, Jake Grant drove over the River Bridge. The next, water submerged everything and his car became a water-filled steel prison. He sucked in his next breath almost without thinking. The heavy dose of oxygen sustained him as he instinctively fought his way out. He pushed and kicked against the force th

Air turned into water as I felt something wet. My eyes shot opened as I felt water around me. I was drowning, water filled my nostrils, air left my lungs, my eyes blurred. I move my arms and legs and as fast as I swam to the surface it kept rising just out of my grasp. My vision disfigured as I felt water filling my cavities, my mind blanked out. Dizziness over take. And I let myself drown. Was this how I was going to die? As my vision start blurring, I saw a shadow above the water, red eyes staring back at me, smiling wickedly at me showing me his fangs.

After hesitating for a while, Zachary eventually made up his mind and went onto the yacht. "Sierra, I'm going to divorce you if you're lying to me," he muttered under his breath as if he were comforting himself. The scorching sun blinded him, but the eerie sight of the dark red splotches on the yacht still stung his eyes. He headed to the yacht's surveillance room and replayed the footage from that day. On the screen, I was thrown into the sea, dangling from an iron chain. I had screamed and begged, yet no one came to my aid.

My soul drifted up from a cage at the bottom of the ocean, somehow ending up near Isaac Thornton. Liam Donovan, his assistant, told Isaac, "Mr. Thornton, Mrs. Thornton's been in the ocean for a day and a night. The water's freezing; she might not make it." Isaac replied, "She's only been in the ocean for a day and a night, but my Mandy's gone forever." Liam tried again, "But the dead can't be brought back. If something happens to Mrs. Thornton..." Isaac threw a stack of papers at him.

AVA It had been days since we returned from that cursed vacation. The villa was supposed to be a retreat, a place to unwind and reconnect, but it had nearly been our end. I could still feel the icy water swallowing me, the terror of sinking deeper, my lungs screaming for air. Every night, I jolted awake, heart pounding, the drowning feeling pulling me back into that nightmare. And every night, Liam was there—his arms strong around me, his voice a soothing lull, whispering, “I’ve got you. You’re safe. We’re safe.”