A Dolphin's Tale Novels & Stories

I say with an edge of frustration. “This is a dolphin!” Dmitry squeaks as he makes the dolphin swim through the air. “I read about them in school. They breathe air just like us!” “Oh?” I say as I scrub piles of plates after supper. The dishes are all precariously stacked next to the sink. One wrong move and the tower of bowls may topple over. “And this! This is a sea star!” He exclaims. “It has hundreds of tube feet and no brain!” “No brain!” I say, emphasizing his shock.

8:00 pm Retro club. "I thought it was a formal dinner date," Vanessa frowned. "Uh-huh it is." "But this is a club," she retorted. Checking herself out in her mini handy mirror, Megan nodded her head. "This club also has pirate rooms, Bryan has already booked one for us. We are gonna drink, dance and have dinner later." Vanessa sighed and nodded her head, "Alright but—” Stopping midway, she frowned when Megan suddenly grabbed her left hand and took off her ring. “What are you doing?”

I was also scared as she had mentioned whales and sharks previously. And there my friends, I chirped happily, "Huh!" "Woww, dolphins," Carol almost jumped and I held her to prevent from falling. "Candy... Coral..." I shouted again and they came closer to us. "Ohh, my God... Ohh my God, geez... I'm seeing Dolphins..." Carol was almost gone mad seeing them. I giggled and gave my hand do Coral who was touching my leg. She tried to come up and touched my hand too like it was smooching.

August's POV This feels so awesome. How come I just rode a big dolphin? Yes, you read it correctly. A freaking huge bottle-nose dolphin. Oh, haven't I identified yet? It's like a horse when it's under the sea and a water horse when it's on the surface. Why do they still call it water horse, when they can call it sea horse? The sea horse is more suitable there than the water horse. But I didn't think too much about it because it was just stressful.

"He swims super fast and hides in the closet!" "Dolphins don't get closets in the water," Rosy said, stopping to look at him like he was being silly. "They do if they are safe dolphins," Maple insisted. He looked over at me, wanting me to agree. "Right, Mommy? Safe dolphins have secret places." "They certainly do," I said, keeping my voice light. "But right now, both the shark and the dolphin need to use some soap. Wash your arms for me, Maple."

“Let her live a little.” Not far off, little Kyle was by the railing, his red-and-white button-up fluttering in the sea breeze, white shorts gleaming against his tanned legs. He was pointing eagerly toward the water, jumping with excitement. “Lucas! Look!” he shouted. “A dolphin! A big one!” Everyone turned just in time to see a sleek gray dolphin arc out of the water beside the yacht, droplets sparkling like diamonds in the sun. Kyle clapped his hands, beaming. “It’s like our pendant!”

Adorable, the little dolphin, spat out a bubble to cover one of the fat cats. "Hey ga-ga!" On the shoulder of the Ding Hao opposite him, another little dolphin also opened her mouth and blew a bubble. Boom! A horrible aura was spread like ripples after the two bubbles collided with a loud explosion. The force unleashed was as strong as that brought by a full-strength blow of an expert at the six or seven-apertured Martial King Realm, which was terrifying. "Hey ga-ga!" The two little dolphins also fought it out.

We approach the water closer and closer with each and every step, and soon, my toes are already feeling the gentle waves of water splashing up upon the golden-yellow sand, colouring it a light brown. "Wow," I gasp in awe, looking over the clear yet very blue, mesmerizing waters. Now I can clearly see that the 'sharks' are in-fact dolphins as I watch them dance happily upon our arrival to the water. Maddox grins in satisfaction, seeing me smile. "See? Just human-loving dolphins. Not a shark in sight... and even if there was, I would pry the mother fucker in half for you and our babies," he brushes the palm of his big strong hand against the side of my large, belly and I can feel the twins beg

“Sharks?” “At the akwarium,” he clarified, rubbing his eyes. “Big ones.” “You went to the aquarium?” I asked him with a soft smile. “Yes!” he said, suddenly wide awake. “They had dolfins too. And jelly fish that fly.” “They don’t fly, sweetheart,” I said automatically. “They do,” he insisted. “They float." I smiled despite myself. “Alright. What else did you do?” His legs swung excitedly as he launched into it.

It really is quite extraordinary. Smiling at her, I begin my own masterpiece. As her shark gets closer to me, a school of dolphins comes swimming up to protect me. They constantly hit the shark in its gills while darting away from his teeth before getting attacked. There are at least eight dolphins that I have created and not a single one of them looks like any of the others. They all have their own unique features so that we can tell them apart.