Deeper Than The Ocean Novels & Stories

It ached—not in pain, but in longing. He was calling her again. And Maeve was already walking toward the water before she could even think to resist. The sea welcomed her. As her body slipped beneath the surface, breathless instinct faded. Her lungs didn’t protest. Her gills flared open, and oxygen rushed in from the brine like silk through her blood. She swam faster than she should have been able to. Her limbs obeyed with inhuman strength, her vision sharp even in the deepest dark. Orun-Kai waited in the trench’s mouth.

The hum followed them everywhere, faint but constant, running through the metal of the ship like a second heartbeat. By the third day, they reached the coordinates. The water here was unnaturally still. The wind died. The air itself seemed to hold its breath. Aiden stood at the railing, staring down. “It’s under us.” Dante joined him, gaze hard. “How deep?” “Deeper than anything alive should be.” Aiden adjusted the sonar. The screen flickered, then bloomed with light—an impossible shape forming in the dark below. It wasn’t a trench. It was a spiral.

-Who I am is not important, what really matters is that I found you and that we can finally be together forever. -Tell me who you are, show yourself right now. -Are you also anxious for us to meet, patience, ¿all in good time? A gust of wind blew through me and a shiver ran through my body. The gust went through me again and again and a strange sensation took over my body. I ran without knowing why and the gust followed me as the same voice repeated "Don't run" over and over again. I woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily, I felt a pressure in my chest, in the same place where the creature pierced me.

The ocean was a churning mass of grey-green water, the waves capped with a greasy, white foam that smelled of ozone and deep-earth minerals. "The entrance to the Atlantic Trench is twelve miles out," Hestia said, adjusting her heavy, pressurized diving suit. She had insisted on coming, her knowledge of the Council’s deep-sea protocols proving invaluable. "The Kraken’s core is housed in 'Station Zero'. It’s powered by the volcanic vents. If we take out the vents, the AI will starve." Rhea looked at the water. Her wolf was restless, the thought of being submerged in the dark, silent pressure of the deep sea triggering a primal claustrophobia.

The Pacific Ocean. Above the Mariana Trench. 60 Seconds After the Nuclear Blast. The torrential rain poured from the heavens, but the moment the drops hit the surface of the ocean, they evaporated into a thick, suffocating white fog. The massive underwater void created by the deep-sea nuclear detonation was collapsing. The surface of the Pacific rolled and boiled like molten iron, radiating a sickly, luminescent green nuclear glow. On the flight deck of the airborne carrier Hyperion, Sebastian held Harper tightly against his chest, his black tactical trench coat whipping violently in the gale-force winds. His cold, slate-grey eyes were locked onto the violently surging ocean below.

Suddenly, the Mariana Trench in the Pacific popped into my head. "Stupid Nova!" I snapped at myself, tugging at my hair. "We are between the Mediterranean and the Ionian Sea, you idiot! What Mariana Trench?!" But no, it didn't matter. It felt as if those bizarre, mutated little creatures living in that eternal darkness where sunlight never reaches were waving up at me from right beneath the yacht.

"Please don't cry… It hurts me to see you like this." Perhaps he had loved me, I thought. But it didn't matter now. We had already reached the point of no return. Rain lashed down at midnight, yet Gabriel was still outside. He didn't have an umbrella, and he didn't seek shelter from the rain. He just stood stubbornly in the storm. I looked at his soaked figure through the peephole. He had been just as drenched the day he pulled me out of the ocean. Even so, I held firm and didn't let him inside.

This cultivator showed his trump card in the face of a desperate situation. "The Endless Deep Sea!" He shouted and waved the anchor. In an instant, the surrounding air turned into dark blue seawater, giving people a feeling that it was endless, deep, and heavy. It was surging toward Caspian, as if it would swallow him up in the next moment and impact his flesh and blood.

Ocean woke up the next morning bright and early. She went to the bathroom, took a quick shower and changed in skinny blue jeans and pink floral top. She went downstairs and enjoyed her breakfast with Jack and Lora. After breakfast Jack and Lora left for shopping and ocean went to the garden. She was watering the plants when the triplets came from behind. They nicely asked ocean to join them for adventure. They told her that they wanted to take her to the forest. Ocean agreed excitedly, she loved that forest. She felt something was weird but she brushed it off and went with her cousins. While on their way to the forest, the triplets apologized for their behavior with Ocean in the past. She wa

Everything is in a slow motion. Seeing a faint ray of light above her. She felt her body drifting from the surface and falls deeper into the ocean. She tried to swim into the upwards but to no avail her body just keeps getting heavier-it gets harder to breathe each passing second. Her legs are cramped. She can barely manage a decent flutter kick.