Waterland 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

The big roc coldly looked at the person who spoke. Philip also glared at the person as chills exuded from him. “Before I allow you to speak, keep your mouths shut. Do you understand?” Everyone’s expression changed upon hearing that. They realized that they could not hold a candle to the big roc in Philip’s eyes. The big roc turned to the water and said, “This is not Tri Life Water but something very similar to it. It’s called Soul Raiding Water. As the name suggests, this water can raid souls.

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.

He rubbed his hands up and down on my arms, trying to get some warmth back into them before grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the hotel. It was only a short walk, and we reached the lobby right as another boom of thunder shook the city. I caught my reflection in the elevator door as Owen whisked me up to our room. My lips were blue and my hair was wet, but thankfully my waterproof mascara was holding. My dress was quickly becoming transparent, the water soaking through the white fabric and making it stick to my legs. Luckily, Owen's jacket kept most of me covered, but the dress made me look like I was turning into something that belonged in the water. I gave my reflection a smile, pleas

Looking for his green eyes draw the shadows. “The consortium does not go deeper than until Shred. All of this is considered dead land.’ “Because no one survives this water, Kael,” I said and stood at the edge of the Abyss. A narrow grating led over the shining mouth. Away downstairs black, foaming flow of industrial waste and highly toxic Cooling water. Heavy, green mists crawled over the surface. The Steams burned in my lungs. Kael joined me. His eyes were staring at the dark, dead water.

The howl rolled across creation like the birth of a storm. Every reality trembled. Stars shattered into silver dust. Entire worlds drifted apart as invisible cracks spread through the fabric of existence. The broken prison collapsed completely. The Balance, which had held the cycles together for countless ages, finally gave way. A deafening sound echoed across every realm. The sound of creation breaking. I struggled to remain standing as waves of unimaginable power crashed through the void. My wolf pressed against my soul, lending me her strength, while the bond between Kael and me burned brighter than ever before.

The liquid inside glowed faintly with soft silver light, like moonlight trapped beneath glass. The Life Stream. Even holding it made the air feel lighter. Cleaner. Alive. The System interface flickered softly before my eyes. > [ITEM ACQUIRED: LIFE STREAM WATER] [WARNING: DIVINE-GRADE PURIFICATION MAY CAUSE PHYSICAL SHOCK.] I uncapped the vial carefully. “System,” I whispered. “Initiate Internal Purge.” The water touched my father’s lips. Instantly, light exploded beneath his skin. Not bright enough to blind.

Her posture faltered, just for a moment. But then she straightened and strode closer. "Fine. I’ll be direct. I’ve acquired a very valuable asset. An art collection that I believe was being reconsidered for your Manhattan property. One you can’t afford to pass on." Drew leaned back slightly, brow furrowed. "What collection?" Kimberley’s lips curved into a self satisfied smirk. "The Visage & Void collection." The name hit the air like a cold gust. For a second, the room was quiet. Drew’s eyes flicked to me instinctively, and I met his gaze with the same confusion mirrored in his. My heart thudded, but I didn’t flinch. I didn’t blink.

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.

The creature obeyed, poured it into the bowl, then went back to its perch. “Pour in the souls from the first and third bottle.” He ordered. Judy obeyed. Immediately the souls hit the water it turned blood red. Curious, she dipped a finger in. An a icy cold shot through her body. She shivered. “This water feels strange.” She muttered. “It is ancient,” Lupus Tenebris replied. “It flowed through this mountain long before the kingdoms were even born. It power is unimaginable.” Judy swallowed uneasily. “Pour everything in the bowl on the stone beneath you.” He ordered.