Coraline Octopus Plush Novels & Stories

Now, they were finally ready to move on and let go of the past that once haunted them. Charles designed Coral's tail with all the things she loved in mind. Her favourite colours of orange and teal and an emblem of her favourite animal just above the right fin. Just like back then, the seahorse had always remained her favourite animal. Charles had programmed the DNA change to become active once Coral touched water so there was nothing left to do but head for the royal palace deep in the ocean.

She quickly grabbed her purse and a tote bag and followed him in. Her smile widened as she took in the space. Everything was white, blue, and breezy. The owners had remained true to the ocean theme, adorning surfaces with starfish, shells, and, her personal favorite, octopi. "Oh my!" she gasped, her gaze taking in the full wall of windows at the opposite end of the room. It looked like she could walk straight out into the sea. Strong arms wrapped around her as she stepped closer to enjoy the view. "Like it?" Wyck's warm lips met the sensitive skin behind her ear, and she shivered.

It didn’t take long until they were led to the very back of the area, a very large tank was evident. Crystal’s eyes widened as she glanced at the creatures, gracefully moving along the gentle waves of the water. Bubbles of oxygen was connected to the tank to avoid suffocation, and glowing light stones on the sand or rocky seafloor was evident. Corals of various colors and small, rock-like decorations were around the seafloor. It was notable that colorful stones adorned the peachy white pebble-like stones. In general, they were mesmerizing. But what caught Crystal’s eyes was the creatures themselves. The lights illuminated their translucent body, the movement were similar to how a squid moves

Jade watched in silence. Ceynol felt a sudden weight press down on him—Crown was deliberately making themselves heavier, testing his strength. He nearly laughed. His child was already challenging him. Truthfully, Crown did weigh a lot. But he wasn’t about to admit that. “I want to see one more thing before we go!” Crown exclaimed excitedly. “What is it, baby?” Jade asked. “The Paromola macrocheira!” Crown pointed toward a giant crab-like creature that resembled a monstrous spider.

The formality was gentle, not stiff, the manners of a man who understood he occupied borrowed ground and was grateful for every inch. “Lloyd. Coffee?” “Please.” He set the tote bag on the counter and pulled out a wooden box, hinged, about the size of a shoebox. He slid it toward Chloe, who had appeared beside him with the silence of a cat. “What is it?” Chloe asked, already reaching for the latch. “Open it and find out.” She flipped the lid. Inside, nestled in cotton batting, was a set of hand-painted wooden animals—a seahorse, an octopus, a jellyfish, a whale, and something tentacled and furious that I couldn’t identify.

Coral was already making my skin itch, the telltale sign she’s ready and not taking no for an answer. “Sure I just need a robe,” I said, turning toward her. I blinked and we were in a bedroom, hers? It was yellow like her cute dress, and there was an insane amount of artwork on the walls. Bright and colorful, and I actually recognized one as Salvador Dali. Kind of hard to forget naked women posing to form a skull but it was intriguing no less. “Here you go. You can change in there,” she offered, handing me a pretty lavender colored robe with white flowers.

Something gave me a bad feeling about her offer, even when she had not made a deal with us. She cleared her throat and spoke in a calm voice, her pale face slowly returning to its normal color. “There are a few things that I will need,” She paused and looked towards Kelly. “But all, except one, can be found in the realm of the Sirens. Especially the opal coral. It's rare and difficult to find, but if we need a complete cure for Oliver, we have to get it. If you want a temporary healing, then, you can find any type of coral, and I will get to work almost immediately.” Kelly nodded earnestly. “I will find it! I will bring it back.”

Shaking, I gasp for breath. Kora, his mate, comes forward. She looks beautiful, wearing a traditional gown of Undersea royalty, silks woven in shades of green and blue with hints of red and brown, and a simple diadem of shells. In her hands, she is holding a garment similar to her own, only dyed in deep purple and belted in gold. Gently, she wraps it around me like a robe and my body slowly stops shaking. With Orion's help, I can stand, but only if I lean heavily on his arm.

A family heirloom in the making, a symbol of love and tradition that would cradle our little one in comfort and joy. Abatrose had transformed the room I shared with David and him on board Atlantis into an enchanting underwater sanctuary. His breathtaking four-wall mural of a vibrant reef scene transported us to an oceanic wonderland, teeming with colorful fish, playful sea turtles, and delicate coral. The walls now enveloped us in a kaleidoscope of marine life, creating a sense of serenity and wonder. And in the center of this aquatic haven, Abatrose had crafted a magnificent crib from a giant, iridescent clam shell, its colors shimmering like the sea itself, studded with beautiful perils. W

The spaces made a network of tunnels that they ran through to get to the middle and when the creature showed up it did exactly what they feared it would do; it started squeezing its tentacles into the spaces trying to get them. "Ah further in go! Go!" he shouted and they kept moving. The creature not only covered the entire pile of boulders in its tentacles but also used it to hang on and pull the rest of itself out of the sand and when it did, giving out a loud sharp squeal, Loque Bella and Marius inside knew it was bad news. It was a creature that looked like an octopus but was all white with six orange eyes arranged in a single line and rough scaly skin like a desert horned lizard.