Beneath The Waves Novels & Stories

a splash of thoughts. She didn’t even notice that for how long she walked but until she reached her house, some tears were dried on the cheek, some on neck and some reached her shirt collar and made it wet, giving a cooling effect to her collarbone. All the way after thinking, finally she made a decision. She hoped that her mother would not notice her face. She reached the door but a sound captured her attention. Someone was reciting a holy book, it was in Arabic, she did not understand it but a sense of tranquillity, peace she felt in her mind. The reciter again came up with the translation and read “AND PUT THY TRUST IN ALLAH, AND ENOUGH IS ALLAH AS A DISPOSER OF AFFAIRS” And she was dazzl

she said, bowing to Ethan, but he did not respond. It took a bit for Beatrix to figure out her blunder, and she quickly bowed to Meadow and repeated the same things she said, referring to Meadow as Luna. Meadow felt weird. "Go to your friend. I have some work to do here. I will link you when I am ready to go to the lake." Ethan told Meadow, and he looked at Beatrix. "Henceforth, make sure only workers that understand sign language can work in this wing," he told Beatrix, and she nodded.

Beside her, Gideon and I watched the digital depth gauges tick lower. "We are approaching the exit channel," Mira reported quietly, her hands steady on the wheel. "Once we clear this cavern wall, we enter the Bleeding Sea, the deep trench right beneath the Capital’s naval blockade." "What's the surface status?" Gideon asked, checking the seals on his heavy combat armor. "The storm of the century is raging up there," Mira replied, a faint, dangerous smile touching her lips. "Seventy knot winds and thirty foot swells. The Capital’s surface sensors will be blinded by the wave scatter, but their sub surface hydro mines will be active."

At first, I only saw a faint light, but as I get closer I realized that it was the kingdom where Amansinaya reigns. I looked at it, there was a floating sign made up of ice above the kingdom. Written on it was ‘Kingdom Bantay Tubig’. According to our Filipino teacher, Kingdom Bantay Tubig was previously reigned by Kataws, they look like mermaids but they have higher ranks. They can control the waves, tides et cetera. However, after a few years Amansinaya, the goddess of the sea figured out that they’re using their powers for evil. So then, Amansinaya punished them.

It sat high up on a cliffside that rose high above the sea, the crashing waves thundered against the rock and the pounding of the waves spoke of death from its depths. There was no snow on the ground, the north was the only one to still be affected by the snow, and only a cold wind whipped across the land. Adelaides hair whipped across her face as they stood on the beach. Adam shifted on his feet beside her and she felt his nervousness as his eyes darted around his surroundings. The cold air bit into her skin and spray from the sea hit her in a refreshing wash. It would have been peaceful if it didn’t hold a sinister tinge to the air.

He would carry her deep into the ocean, where the waves danced playfully around them. They swam together with Xavier holding her securely by the waist, his grip both comforting and protective, while Reina wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the warmth of his body against the cool water. Her breasts squashed against his bare chest, and her nipples hardened. They glided deeper into the serene blue, lost in their shared moment of tranquility. Xavier could see the flicker of fear in Reina's eyes as they plunged deeper into the azure depths of the ocean. He understood her fear; being submerged in such a vast, mysterious world was daunting.

“You did?” He nodded once, pale but steady. “It was huge.” “Yes,” she said quietly. “It was.” Another pulse rolled through the sea. Closer this time. Mara turned sharply toward the horizon. The water there bulged upward—not violently like the Drowned One’s assaults, but smoothly. Deliberately. A long, dark shape moved beneath the surface. Sleek. Fast. Not as massive as the Drowned One. But powerful. And purposeful. The Drowned One let out a low vibration through the depths—a warning.

Beta asks what happened, Wesley explains, and Beta's eyes widen. "Woah, crazy. Have they been watching us out at sea all this time?" Beta sat down next to Wesley. "If it is true, I will ask father to watch over the sea. We can only access the sea in front of us. If only we could access the sea to our right and left." Wesley is frustrated. No warrior had ever been able to swim 500 meters. If Beta's guess is correct, I must act. We were currently developing binoculars that could be used underwater.

The surge of the waves was so powerful that none could stand before Eryndor's miraculous power that he invoked to the Lords The sun rose with warm golden rays over the blueish waves of the Merriam Sea. The lapping sound of waves created a smooth and serene span of time, and Eryndor was walking on the beach alone. He gazed at the feeling of footprints that were melting with the ebb and flow of the seawater. The blue whales delivered their messages by echoing sharp piercing shrill. Gloating and diving after a few moments. They caught the little fish and pushed them to move ahead of them.

A battle had been won, but the war was far from over. A burial detail entered the loyalist TOC half an hour later, saw the manner in which Larisa Wales' green beret had been positioned on the carefully arranged corpse, and added it to their loot. They were the victors, and the victors got the spoils. * * * The Cynthia Harmon Center for Undersea Research was located one hundred fifty feet below the surface of the Pacific Ocean. A sprawling complex, built piece by piece as funding became available, it consisted of twenty three cylinders, all of various sizes connected by semi-flexible tubing.