Haunted Sea Novels & Stories

Book 1 The Shadow of the Haunter In the darkness of the night Waiting for the light to come When the demons in your mind Remind you of the damage done. Always talking, so much to say Like a haunting ghost from the grave And Heaven seems so far away. —Daughtry, Changes Are Coming * * Sometimes, things have a funny way to happen before you can even realize what on earth is going on. Hi, I’m exhibit A.

] The piercing electronic voice screamed in my ear as the red warning lights inside my helmet flashed frantically. Large black spots began spreading across my vision, and my limbs had grown so stiff from severe oxygen deprivation and the freezing deep-sea temperatures that they barely responded. My lungs felt like they were being carved up by countless dull knives, and every instinctive attempt to breathe only drew in foul, blood-tinged air. 'Am I going to die? No! I won't let that happen!'

"Could that be the reason why I changed out of my blood-stained clothes and washed myself up properly, so that you wouldn't turn your nose up at me?" Toward the end, his voice sounded a little indignant, too. "Don't you hate the smell of blood? You even vomited back in the early days!" I was hit with memories I'd long forgotten about. Out of nowhere, I remembered what happened when I first moved into his house. Once, when I stumbled across the Fontana family taking out a few traitors among its midst, the blood covering the floor terrified me so much that I couldn't sleep properly for the next two days.

They were not only tall and powerful, but also fierce. Any one of them seemed to have killed countless living creatures, surrounded by vengeful souls and evil spirits. As he took a step forward, the sea shook, exploded, and huge waves rolled. The blue seawater also turned blood red. The air around them turned into a strong smell of blood. One breath was enough to make one dizzy, and the roar of thousands of beasts could be heard in one's mind. The blood light went up to the sky and pressed against the sea. In the blink of an eye, it was about to swallow up Caspian.

“They called it the devil’s mirror. Said it was here—some ancient relic that traps souls… or opens doorways. They were drunk. Sounded like a ghost story.” Faith’s smile faltered. “Was it?” Scott looked to the horizon. “I thought so. But now…” He didn’t finish. Elsie’s gaze drifted to the water. “We should look around more closely.” Beyond the shore, the sea changed. The placid skin trembled, disturbed by something working deep. No one noticed at first—sunbathing, flirting, idle chatter—but the water was wrong. Farther out, black plates rose—a ridged spine breaking, slick as obsidian. It pulsed. Expanded. Contracted.

The two halves of the map floated in the air and fused to form a complete treasure map. James and the others studied the map carefully as well. “What is this place?” Quattro stared hard at the map but could not make out any useful information. He was not familiar with the locations of the three thousand Great Genesis Worlds and the countless Micro Genesis Worlds. “The Haelios Sea.” Thora knitted her brows as she stared at the marked area displayed on the map. “What’s the Haelios Sea?” Quattro asked. Juanne heaved a deep breath. “It is an ancient forbidden zone and a dangerous area found in the Ancient Genesis World. Rumor has it that anyone who enters the Haelios Sea will die. No one has eve

She looked out on the sea — and Mara suddenly knew: Anna was afraid of something other than the second Mara. Something deeper. Then she followed. The beach was a mess of rain, black water and people. The sleepers went on to the sea. Some were standing up to the chest in the water and smiled calmly as if they were Listen to beloved voices. Mara heard her now, too. Flüstern. Not threatening. Sad. Come back. I'm here. You're not alone. The sea spoke with the voices of the dead. That's why it worked. That's why people went in voluntarily.

Southampton April 9, 1912 Meg Meg’s dreams had morphed into nightmares, as if her unconscious mind wanted her to remember the events of the day before. She dreamt of her mother standing in the doorway screaming at her, saying she’d ruined everything, of the awful things her uncle had said, and finally of sinking in ice cold water, spindle fingers grasping at her ankle. When she awoke, the sun was already up, and Kelly was sitting on the edge of her bed, a worried expression on her face.

From her studies the sea is going through unnatural stress which she is not able to give in report yet. It was a dull and a dimmed atmosphere in ghana, unfortunately Jessica is resuming to her night duties, She was supposed to meet Catherine at the beach, where she believed she will be waiting for her, hurrily she find her keys and drive down to the Marine Residence at the beach. She listens to more of Christiana Parri songs, and she took off her eyes to change the song on her pod, which eventual change the bass of her speaker All of a sudden, eye her just flashed and a heavy thud on her car, sending her a message she just hit something.

But he managed to keep his blush away. Stephen looked at him once more before he shifted. Callum was scared to see a mighty dark blue Wolf standing by his bed. If he had not seen it himself he would have never believed it. "Blaze is so beautiful. Isn't he". Saint remarked and Callum was in awe.