Water Characters Novels & Stories

I knew for sure I was going to drown if there was no flash of miracle. What was I even thinking? Swim to town… I went down again, then came up trying to keep my stride alive. Stream water was a hydro-oxygen sodium chloride. I just kept on struggling, somewhere from a distance, I could hear Papa's voice saying “Keep on struggling son, it’s not over” his comforting words trying to erase my misery. He always had words to motivate a drained spirit. I just kept on striding though I knew that it was of no use. I went deep again my eyed closed as enveloped my ears. I gasped for breadth but caught none in return, by body shivering in response to the cold water, my eyes were becoming hazy, probably d

Her eyes turn blue the moment they open. A strong tension builds on the palm of her hand, yet it feels too light for Amira to manage well. The water from the pail jumps up in the air as Amira motions her hand upward. The molecules of water stay intact altogether as they elevate in the air. Amira has taken full control of the water. She waves her hand to where Liza is so that the water whops around the poor girl's body and drains the fire that's eating her alive.

Brandon quipped. "Isn't… Isn't there an ocean where we get water from?" Brandon scoffed. "That's nonsense. There's an ocean but it is filled with so much garbage and gunk that we won't be able to tell if there's life underwater or not. We'll be caught unaware." "Our water comes from groundwater. Water that flows underground." Wilbur helpfully added. Amelia hung her head low. She looked ready to cry. Valerie looked at her mother pitifully. She reached out to hold onto her mother's hand. "Mummy… You're not the only one who's scared… We all are…"

"Don't be." Thomas fell silent and crouched down near the river, splashing his face. The cool water slipped between his lips and made him shudder. It tasted so pure, soothing his raw throat and refreshing his skin. Even though the water met the sea, it had no taste of salt or any rot that the brine carried.

People saw the water as wicked while others considered it calming. But that wasn't quite the truth. The water was cold, uncaring and unending. It went down to the core, every droplet, every puddle, every splash. An excellent trickster that's what it was. It held the ability to ice itself, and if it so wished, It could kill. The waves went high and came down with a deafening slap. The ship rocked to the side forcefully, trying to resist the waters in the little way it could. It was no use though.

"Somewhere in the back of your puny minds, you knew we had them. Kaida's element is water. Obviously." They looked to Fiona as if beseeching her demonstration, too shocked to do anything more, but Kaida's eyes rolled back in her head and her face tilted toward the sky. A strangled noise filled the quiet as her body jerked taut. The hovering droplets swirled, creating cyclones of water, and Brady couldn't deal.

I pick the first thing that comes to mind, “Water. H2O. Dihydrogen Oxide. Molecular weight: 18.015. Clear, colorless, odorless. Possible states of matter: liquid, solid, gas. Freezes at zero degrees centigrade, boils at one hundred degrees centigrade. Essential for life.” When I can manage sitting up, I turn the cold water on in the tub. I wait for it to get about three quarters full and fall in like a baby seal into the ocean, letting my head go completely underwater. I don’t even care that water splashes all over the floor. There is a small amount of relief from the cold water, but I know it would be better with ice floating in it. “It’s an oxygen hydride. A mononuclear parent hydride and

Waylon found the path easily enough. “STOP!” “KILL THEM!” Shit. Shit. Shit. They were close but we were still faster than them. Being royal and an alpha has its perks. The sounds of running water was faint but slowly got louder and louder. Jumping over some fallen logs, we finally stood at the water’s edge. The waterfall was massive. It sent mist into the air, making our clothes wet even before we got in the water. “The papers will get wet.” Waylon said as he looked for a place to get into the water.

The waterfall was renowned for its healing powers, and Nadlyn had come there to try to break the curse that had burdened her life. Nadlyn gazed straight ahead at the shimmering waterfall. Moonlight at night reflected on the water's surface, creating colorful, dancing sparkles. She extended her hand, her fingers moving slowly through the air, creating movements that followed the rhythm of her heart. The water element within her began to respond to her call, flowing from within her body to her fingertips.

I feel him kiss the top of my head and rest his chin, both of us still looking at the water. "You know what I love about rivers?" He asks me, I can hear the smile in his voice. I shrug and continue looking towards the video. "They are always changing and moving forward." He takes a calming breath inward. "But water also has memory, so it will always remember what it's been through." "What are you getting at?" I shrugged.