Azure Sea Novels & Stories

The scent of ozone and burning jade clung to her, masking her usual fragrance of rain and ink. "No," Caleb whispered, the single word carrying the weight of a broken crown. "You don't get to leave me in the dark. You promised." "Hypothesis generated," the AI continued. "The Ark's medical bays cannot synthesize spiritual energy. However, telemetry data from the recent Void-Cannon discharge indicates that the atmospheric rupture has exposed a high-density, primordial energy source buried deep within the Earth's mantle. Sector: The Abyssal Trench of the East Sea." Sect Leader Zhao, who was still trembling on the floor, suddenly gasped. He raised his greasy face, his eyes wide with ancient terro

"Hayden just drew on Anna's face. Why are you making such a big deal out of this? Just wash it off. How dramatic!" "Wash it off?" I turned around to pull Anna over and pointed at her red and swollen face. "The teacher scrubbed her skin raw, but it still can't be washed off! You're a chemical materials scientist. Shouldn't you be able to tell what kind of marker was used?" Arlo paused for a moment before looking down.

I’m on the dorm roof before I’m fully awake, barefoot, Hellebore Mist already humming across my back. The others are right behind me (no one needs to be told when the sky changes its mind). Above us, the bruised-twilight sky has split open in a perfect vertical line. Through it I can see the real Black Sea at midnight, black water lit from below by something ancient and angry. A single line of Deep Script burns across the water, visible even from here: COME HOME, DAUGHTER OF STORMS. Remy steps up beside me, braids loose in the wind, golden eyes reflecting the underwater glow.

Caspian: The warm glow gave the dining area a serene atmosphere over the bustling hotel. I entered the room, my steps calm as my gaze scanned the table. It did not take me long to find him, Adrian, who was sitting with Elias near the window. For a moment I found myself staring at him. He was laughing at his small hands, gestured animatedly as he spoke to his uncle. The site made my trust tighten. It was a mixture of emotions that swirled in me.

I shake my head as a non-verbal gesture, and 20 minutes later we make it to the restaurant. The Pearl of Monte Carlo restaurant is breathtaking; I think that’s the only adjective I could use to describe this restaurant. It's already 12 p.m., the sun is out, and I can hear the waves from the sea crashing and the sound of seagulls, but weirdly, the restaurant is empty. I frown as I walk towards the deck; the chairs are all empty except one, and a waiter walks towards me. ‘Miss Ava's right this way, mam’ He walks me towards the table near the sea. Have a seat, and ‘Mr. Leonardo will be with you soon.’

I stare daggers at him when he holds his hands up in mock surrender. “Ok, not jealously, but still it’s hot.” I roll my eyes and turn my gaze back to the window and see the Aegean Sea. The feeling of home hits me the closer we get to our destination. I fidget with my fingers as I look out and see the ruins of the temple of Poseidon. “Are you ok?” he asks from the side and I turn to look at him, my eyes wide and I gulp but nod my head as I face forward.

It's very traumatic to be able to see the future especially if it's coming to an end and to lighten everyone's mood I decided to change the topic. "Damn, the southern hemisphere is the coldest part of the earth," I complained. "That's precisely the reason why he hides it there. Demons don't usually go in that part of the earth, and it is the least expected place to hide something so important," Erythaea remained serious while she continues to feed me information. "How can we go under the sea? I can't swim," Aria worriedly asked. "That's not the only problem that I am worried about, the human body can't withstand the cold temperature of the sea when we get to the bottom of it," Clarren gives

“The Clean-Up has already started. Look at the southern hemisphere—the Storm Seeds are gone. The tectonic stabilization has failed there. The continents are literally shaking themselves apart.” ​“Where is the nearest one?” Winnie asked, her gaze fixed on a cluster of dots to the East. ​“The Water Seed,” I said, zooming in on a region that had once been a vast, inland sea but was now a network of salt flats and crystalline canyons. “It is located in the Azure Trench. According to the Box, the experiment there focused on aquatic-atmospheric integration. If we can reach it, we can use its resonance to boost the Black Box’s signal and shut down the Clean-Up protocol for the entire sector.”