Calico Cove Novels & Stories

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I cut him off mid-sentence. "How can you say you don't see that as a problem, Eric!? We are shifters! Humans are nosy and problematic. No way am I having one as a neighbor, even if we have our different houses. It would drive me crazy! I wouldn't be able to shift in peace! If you don't want me to commit murder in the future then better fix this problem!" He exhales then "This place is known as Darvin Cove. It is a small gated neighborhood within Sunny Beach town. It consists of just two villas that are built on an acre beachfront plot. Half an acre for each villa.

He dips his head and leaves the room quickly, closing the door behind him. "Find out where this Calista is, it seems she had more important things to do this evening. I want to meet her and find out what." I say to Seb, who nods and leaves the room. "Alpha." Seb mind-links me from across the room while I'm talking to a number of the existing pack members about housing issues on the west side of the territory. It seems Calista was helping to extend some properties after a recent surge in births, so they wanted my reassurance that she'll still be allowed to do it. Instead, I gave my own promise to assist which seems to have pleased them. "The girl. The previous Alpha's daughter She indeed chos

I could just make out the outlines of buildings built into the rock face, almost invisible unless you knew exactly where to look. “That is our next home. The Coastal Outpost. It was the first facility they built together. Before the Sanctuary. Before everything else. It is smaller, simpler, but built to the same standards. And unlike the Sanctuary… no one knows it exists. Not even Thorne. Certainly not Elvira.” Leo returned to us, his tablet now showing clear scans of the surrounding area. “Area is secure. No signals. No patrols. No surveillance. We are completely off their map here for now. We have time to breathe and plan.”

"He just likes to tease." "Well, you both be careful driving home." Jocelyn opened the door for them and cold air rushed in, chilling Jocelyn to the bone. She almost went back for her coat, but knew she would only be out for a moment. Jocelyn never tired of the landscape. A blanket of crisp, white snow glistened in the sunlight. In the center of town was the square, where the gazebo set, decorated with colorful Christmas lights, along with the rest of the town. It was only three weeks until Christmas, the busiest time of year for Christmas Cove. At night, it would become a Christmas wonderland, complete with Santa Claus in the gazebo, listening to the wishes of children.

Coco said. "Let us go." Sir Edwin ordered. Coco looked round. "Does this place look like your office?" "Where is this place?" Detective Lauren asked. "O' Rivers." Coco gave yet another mischievous smile. "The outskirts of Dirty South?!" Detective Lauren screamed. "Wave!" Coco called out. Wave entered the room with an iron cart, different weapons were on display. "At your service ma." Waved said. "Which of them should I start with?" "Start what?" Detective Lauren asked, alarmed.

All the calm he had in him prior is removed by an awkward twitching. "Did you say full moon? I need to go, better talk tomorrow. Is there a sea cave anywhere nearby? I need to clear my head for a bit?" Aiden crosses his arms as if I've offended him. I quickly stand up. "I'm sorry if I was rude or something you don't have to leave on my account. But if you do need to clear your head there's a sea cave down by Berkeley Cove. It's half a mile away on foot. Just follow the shore until you hear an echoing sound. You'll find it in no time," I reply.

“You’ll need your strength.” “For what?” she demanded, her anger flaring again. “For more of your twisted games?” Cove’s expression darkened, the amusement in his eyes replaced by something colder. “For surviving,” he said simply. He turned to leave, but Lycia’s voice stopped him. “Surviving what?” Cove paused in the doorway, his hand resting on the frame. He glanced back at her, his silvery eyes meeting hers. “You’ll see,” he said, his tone cryptic.

he told her. They strolled to Avila's El Ranchero restaurant on the corner for lunch. Afterward, they went snorkeling at Diver's Cove. It was an amazing first-time experience for Isabella. Just offshore, they saw a wide array of garibaldi, sea stars, purple urchins, lobster, and kelp bass and spotted an occasional stingray as well as a leopard shark gliding across the seafloor. At first, she was scared but Weston's reassuring presence and his hand in hers made her bolder, braver. After a trip to Heisler Park and later a game of beach volleyball with the locals, they returned to Cress Street Beach to sit and watch as day turned into night. It was the most beautiful sunset ever. The colors and

She suddenly grabbed me and dragged me to the rock formation where they just went. “You’ve been there for I don’t know how many—“ “Goodness! We’re just there for a couple of minutes to take pictures!” She sounded pissed. I wanted to laugh because of her reaction. “This is why we are here,” she said when we arrived at the rock formation. My eyes widened when I saw the two skulls in front of me. “What the hell?” I freaked out. Kylie laughed at me, which made me glare at her. “These two legendary skulls are the reason why this cove is named Skull Cove,” she said, which made me remember what the driver of the motorcycle that I rode on told me.