Water Novel Novels & Stories

Sensing that Aqua was out of immediate danger, the mafia boss taught Aqua how to release the lever so she could use both hands to tear the carton open to get a bottle of water from within. The mermaid was a fast learner. Dawn was impressed by Aqua’s ability to follow instructions and ask when she was in doubt. She remembered new words easily and soaked up new concepts that were completely foreign to her in minutes. After tearing open the carton box and cracking open a bottle of mineral water, Aqua asked if this was the same as the soda they had. “No,” Dawn replied. “It’s mineral water from the river. They put it in a bottle similar to the one yesterday because bottles make carrying water eas

His mother still stood in disbelief, so he said, “Mom, get me a pitcher of water.” Looking as if she thought they all belonged in a mental ward, Rebekah crossed to the kitchen, filled a pitcher with tap water, and placed it on the cheap wooden coffee table. Christian eyed the water, his green eyes intense, then placed a finger on the surface. Suddenly, the water began to swirl. Starting in the center, a vortex was created and soon enough the entire contents of the plastic pitcher were flowing around a perfect hole in the center. Rebekah gasped and sat heavily to the chair. She toyed with her hair nervously. “Is it . . . are . . . are you some kind of mutant? Is that what your school is for?”

Children’s faded handprints still stained the dusty windows. Something about it made her chest hurt unexpectedly. A faint rushing sound suddenly reached her ears. Water. Nova’s pace quickened instantly. She pushed through thick brush until the forest finally opened toward a narrow creek winding through the ruins. Thank God. Nova dropped to her knees beside the water carefully and checked it first. No visible contamination. Honestly, in this world that counted as luxury. She cupped cold water into her hands and drank greedily. The icy water soothed her raw throat immediately.

Ethan watched her swim away with her back on him, admiring the trees and the sky above the lake. He quickly got off his wheelchair and undressed, sitting on the floor in case she turned to look at him. She didn't turn to look at him by the time he was done, so he mixed his clothes with hers to hide them and snuck into the water. Meadow was busy admiring the scenery of where they were. The way the tall trees circled the lake and the birds in the sky were so beautiful, and she was admiring the place, unaware of what Ethan was doing.

Violet glanced at her and then at the maid before asking, "Would you like some too?" The maid bowed and replied, "Thank you for your kindness, but I must decline. I'll manage with some water from the nearby stream." "Very well," Violet said, turning back to rejoin Carissa. She handed the water bag to her and said, "There's still some left. Do you want to drink?" Carissa looked unsure, but took it. She noticed that a note was hidden inside the water pouch. She rode her horse to Rafael's side, with Violet riding alongside to block the view. Only then did Carissa open the note concealed within the water bag.

Telling him that I was going to shift to drink first and then go to the bathroom as my wolf before our swim he laughed and told me to go for it. Dropping down I shifted and giggled at Nova rubbing her head against Nolan’s bare leg. "Find the water wolf, I'm parched,” I ordered her. Lifting her muzzle she sniffed the air and dashed off into the darkness. We came upon an average-sized waterfall and Nova lapped at the warm water that collected in the reservoir below. As she drank I laughed at the fish that were trying to bite her tongue. After she got her fill Nova stepped over to some bushes and squatted to urinate.

Either way, I could never bring myself to dive into THAT. Like Vanora expected, her hellfire did not extinguish. Vlad had, after all, mentioned before that there was only one way to put it out. She immediately expanded the radius of her hellfire. However, no matter how many times she expanded it or moved it around, shadows just beyond the light casted by her hellfire darted away. Because of this, she realised how clear the water actually was. It was easy to make out the shape of the shadows. /Are they going to just avoid me now?/ Vanora tested out her hypothesis by swimming around. The way the creatures continued to dart around reminded her of fishing. The real size of the lake was also brou

I try to turn on the shower to have my bath when I realize it’s not working. Come on’ I tap the shower head and realise my water has been cut off. I frown, my lips almost wobbling, sucking it up. I head to my water storage. This has happened too many times to count that I had to start storing water. I’m neck-deep in debt, and I have no idea how to solve this issue.

Blood and Water is a story that points to a civil war in West Africa, Nigeria and the hovering hunger for survival by two teenage boys. Hope you enjoy. Completed version with no coins for now. Make sure you drop your reviews... *** Rumours of a War A proverb says that when it rains everyday, there is a bound of sorrow within the rain. Maybe we were not that rich but we were happy or we claimed to be. The only problem was that I was no longer in school. I think I liked it that way, school stress was so hard especially now that I was in the junior secondary.

Vibrant colors of every kind illuminate differently almost like a vivid filter. As I roam the most beautiful garden I’ve ever seen, filled with fruits and flowers of all kinds, I hear the sound of water and follow it through a flowery field. The rippling flow gets louder and I stop when I see this amazing white, frothy cascade falling into a river. It was crystal-clear water. You could see the fish, the slippery rocks, and plant life as clear as day. I sauntered to it and bent down to touch it. The temperature was perfect. I walk around and decide to take my dress off to go for a swim, not caring if I have no undergarments. I stepped into the water. It was pure bliss.