Devouring Waves Novels & Stories

He lunged. The shadow rushed toward me like a tidal wave swallowing the ground. I leapt back, summoning moonlight to my palms, shaping it into a barrier. The wave struck it with a deafening crack, shoving me backward through dirt and leaves. My back slammed into a tree, bark cutting into my shoulders. Pain flared, but the barrier held. Barely. Clever, the Devourer hissed. But temporary. All of your light is borrowed. All of your strength is fragile.

It surged forward, brighter and more potent than before, a last stand against the Devourer's overwhelming presence. The cavern was bathed in an blinding blue light. The ground beneath their feet trembled violently. Screams, both of the Devourer and of The cavern was bathed in an blinding blue light. The ground beneath their feet trembled violently. Screams, both of the Devourer and of Evie pushing her very limits, echoed through the vast space. The beam of chaotic energy slammed into the Devourer's chest, pushing the colossal creature back with unimaginable force. Cracks began to spiderweb across its armored hide, a flicker of vulnerability amidst its monstrous form.

The energy expanded outward like a star. The chains blazed. The runes across the chamber ignited in cascading waves. The Devourer’s crimson eye widened. Hunger flared inside it. “YES.” Its massive body lunged downward into the chamber. Stone shattered as its claws gripped the platform edges. Its enormous head dropped closer. Its voice filled Lyra’s mind. “YOUR BOND WILL FEED ME.” Kael leaned closer. “Now we find out if the plan works.” The Devourer struck.

I hook her legs over my arms, fold her in half right there in the breaking waves, and drive into her cunt so hard the water explodes around us. The first thrust is brutal. The second is deeper. The third is ownership. I fuck her like the ocean itself is trying to tear us apart and I refuse to let it. Waves crash over us, cold and violent, but she’s hotter, tighter, clenching around me like she’ll never let go. Her tits bounce with every punishing stroke, water streaming off them, nipples slapping together, then against my chest when I drop to devour her throat. . . . . . She comes instantly, pussy spasming, squirting so hard it cuts through the surf and splashes my stomach. I don’t slow. I p

it said. “You can… become.” The words echoed strangely. Because they came from something that had been exactly like them. Some Devourers reacted violently. Rejecting. Attacking again. But others… Paused. ************************************************* One Devourer suddenly surged forward Not at the wolves. Not at Aurelion. At the new being. And instead of attacking It merged with it. Light and darkness collided violently. The new being screamed Its form expanding uncontrollably. Power erupting in all directions. And Aurelion shouted:

As I still struggle to get back to land, I can see in the waves the reflections of our kisses, of the days when I had you in my arms and I am swallowed up in them and want to stop fighting. Yes, I'm a wreck since you've been gone, I've tried to put it all behind me and move on, but I can't because everything reminds me of you and it comes in waves. Will I ever be free of this sea that swallows and consumes me? Will I ever be able to return to the land and move on? But each wave carries me closer to the precipice.

"We've been together for seven years. I remember coming home late one night and finding her asleep on the couch. When she woke up, her hair was a mess. She yawned as she rubbed her eyes and told me she made me soup to sober up. "That look really killed the mood, and I lost my appetite for the hangover soup she made. I suddenly realized that I don't love her anymore. She used to be my goddess, the girl I pursued for two whole years. "But now, that goddess had turned into an ordinary woman who didn't bother to care about herself anymore. But we've been together for seven years. We were classmates. Our lives are too tangled up. Breaking up isn't easy. God, what a nightmare."

"Or delayed it?" "Neither," the being beyond responded, and suddenly its presence was undeniably present in the multiverse. "You have revealed me, but you have not changed my purpose. I am the Devourer, and I consume all consciousness that reaches a certain level of complexity. Your multiverse has reached that level. It can now be consumed." The presence of the Devourer was overwhelming. It was not aggressive or hostile. It was simply hungry, and it was looking at the multiverse the way a person might look at a meal that was finally ready to eat.

He could still taste brine, sour now, fouled by corruption. The waves thundered behind him, erratic, each one a scream of dissonance. He turned, eyes sweeping the horizon, but the sea was no comfort. It writhed. He could see it—vast patterns once etched into tide and current shattered, replaced by chaos. He closed his eyes. That was worse. Behind his lids, visions rose unbidden: great whales circling endlessly, blind and weeping; schools of fish slamming themselves against rocks in frantic confusion; the leviathans ramming trench walls, desperate to escape what could not be escaped.

The sea stretched out dark and restless under the twilight sky, waves crashing against the shore with low, angry roars. I spun around, eyes wild. “Zara!” No answer. The beach was empty. But the drag marks continued straight to the water’s edge and disappeared into the wet sand where the tide was coming in. My chest tightened. I staggered forward, scanning the dark water desperately. The waves rolled in, black and merciless. Then, just as my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I saw it. A flash of white fabric, billowing under the surface like a ghost, sinking slowly before disappearing beneath a breaking wave