Watership Down Kindle Novels & Stories

"I don't want you to—" A strong wave lifted Kyle's boat and flipped it, Kyle fell into the sea. The rows remained afloat, and his boat stayed upside down. The water was heavy around Kyle, Crystal knew he couldn't swim. "Stop trashing," Crystal said, and submerged her entire body inside the sea, she moved to him. Crystal surfaced next to him, and she smiled at his horrified expression. "You won't drown. Look at me." Kyle locked his gaze on her. "Relax."

He slammed the water bag against the floor, his angry energy flaring so hard that it made every wolf in the room twitch with tension. I leaned my head back against the cold iron rings of the water barrel, watching the wolves argue as the ship rolled heavily through the dark. The detour would take another five days, and the physical distance between us was still huge. But as the purple fire crackled softly beneath my palms inside my oversized sleeves, I couldn't stop staring at the floorboards, completely plagued by that desperate, phantom warning from the river that I couldn't even begin to understand.

He was convinced he would die that night. His feet got tangled in his net. The strong waves made it impossible for Carl to free himself, and he drifted, battered by the waves, losing control. In his resignation, Carl saw something glowing swimming toward him. It weaved gracefully under the water, with a blueish glow, looking beautiful. When it got closer, the creature's hand reached for Carl, but it wasn't like a human hand. Between its fingers were delicate webs, and its nails were long, like claws that seemed capable of tearing through anything. It cut the net, rope entangled around his leg.

After minutes of contemplation ,I decide to go to the stream to drink water . Something feels safe with the place as I take in the scenery.There are wonderful blooming daisies on the edge of the stream and the water sparkles as the moon light shines on it .I kneel down and wash my face and drink water .I have never felt this refreshed before. I also decide to pluck some wild berries nearby which look edible .I don't Know where I'm going but I hope I find decent people . "Well well what do we have here ,"a smug voice speaks startling me.

This is Chapter 140, written at the confluence of the rivers, where the story ceases to be a single voice and becomes the tide itself. ​Julian looked over from the boat, his mallet pausing mid-air as he read the fresh blue characters drying in the sun. A slow, brilliant smile spread across his face, mirrored by the quiet approval in Ibrahim’s eyes and the deep rumble of Yusuf's laughter echoing across the water.

Dead Waters is one of the foulest bogs on the planet, thanks to the disasters that left it uninhabitable. “Let’s see,” Evan says, making a show of tapping his lip with his forefinger and directing his gaze skyward. “Do I want a piece of land where I’ll have to wade through four feet of water to get to my home in the treetops? Or do I want the Creebay Preserve with its lush forests and waterways and the perfect spot for a domicile worthy of my stature? Hmmm. I can’t decide.” I glance at Luna again. Wet streaks glisten on her cheeks.

On the mountain sides, however, there were waterfalls in beautiful hidden places, where I used to go in secret for a nice swim. A stray tear slowly fell down my scarred eye, mixing with the soft water cascading around me. I would never see the beauty of my homelands again. ‘Stay strong’ I whispered to myself, while the warm water cleansed my skin. I have to get through this, I’ll show myself that I’m a survivor and I can survive this too. Embrace the gift I received upon finding this town and not be killed in the wilderness of the mountains.

After the hot water hit her skin, she really didn’t want to move. She wanted to stay under the water for some time. She knew that it was weird for her, though. She had also done some research on the seed children, and most of them avoided water. It seemed that though there was probably some sort of water source where ever they had originally come from. Traveling across the universe basically as dust riding on a comet or meteorite, the seeds lost the ability to enjoy it.

If Leo wanted to show them to me, then I wanted to see them. Leo laughed at my enthusiasm and took my hand. We followed the meadow to the edge of the water. The sound of water filled my ears. The waterfall plummeted from a hundred feet up, crashing into a pond of blue water that sparkled and shimmered in the sun. It looked like something out of a fairy tale it was so perfect.

Richard dipped his gaze as the large moths dipped, following their silhouettes as they plumed out and then upward, up, and into the snowy night sky. Black water. Nothing could survive it. All that suffocating dirt and chunks of rubble. Crashing down like that. Nothing. The silt would get into their clothing, Richard knew, weigh them down, drag them under to where black rushing torrents would sweep them downriver, possibly for miles. No one could survive. Not in this cold, in these rapid-moving waters. “Glee . . . shit.”