King Shark Flash Novels & Stories

What the fuck just happened to his mind? When I pressed the "shower" button, the aquarium's water drained in a snap of a finger. Then there's a tube that went out, where soap is coming out from, and then a different tube showed up again. It's to wash away the soap soaked around the body of Yaeri. The aquarium's water went back. Finally, the shark felt relieved. And here's Harry, smirking, as if he's witnessing a human, getting drowned into its near-death experience.

A family of black clownfish swam through the colorful plants, and I turned to see Shawn approaching to see what had caught my attention. I pointed at the plant and Shawn’s eyes crinkled behind the mask in amusement as he watched me admire the small fish. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a much larger fish approaching. As it neared, I realized that it was a shark, and behind it, a few more. This shark was massive compared to the first one that swam by. Longer than Shawn fully stretched out with flippers. I watched in awe as the sharks began swimming around us. Chris kept his distance, but I moved closer, wanting to get a better look. Fish clung to the belly of the shark, using her as protec

Frederick pulled out a lighter in front of them, then burned the warrant with his own hands. Throwing the ashes in their faces, he sneered, "You think you have the right to lecture me about righteousness? Get lost!" Boom! Suddenly, Tiger Shark's body doubled in size. Like an enraged black bear about to explode, he roared uncontrollably, "I'm going to crush you to pieces!" Peacock grimly brushed away the ashes of the warrant, and drew two long swords from his waist. "Then I'll make sure to leave your corpse intact!"

“The number 80th design to pass is, “Dark&Elegance” By Designer Fireflies, from the company, Aquatic Fashion!!” Lauren stiffened, her eyes flashed with excitement, and her tense fist and body, which had been tense all day since the competition began, relaxed, and she could finally heave a sigh of relief.

Kennedy didn’t remember leaving the lounge. The transition was a blur, a fractured moment in time that his mind refused to piece together. One instant, he was frozen in place, his gaze locked on the impossible apparition, the woman he had buried alive, her presence a dagger twisting in his chest. The next, he was thrust into the chill of the night, his legs carrying him forward in a desperate, uncoordinated sprint.

The shark's teeth were slicing through flesh like a hot knife through butter. And as more blood spilled, their frenzied state intensified. I watched as the chaos unfolded from the distance, dead calm as I quickly returned to the yacht. Once I got on, I could see Larry and his friends kicking and splashing in the sea, yelling, "Help!" Before anyone could do anything, a shark shot toward him from beneath, chomping off his entire leg and drawing even more blood.

She had her arrow ready, this time her eyes search the water as if seeing through the blue veil. “Where did it go?” Ikedi asked. His sword rested on his hands now, blazing with the light of the falling sun. “There,” Ada pointed as the fin came back to the surface, in-between the two canoe. Chira let three arrows fly, but neither of them seemed to find their mark as they fell harmless on the surface of the water. It must have angered the shark, because its turbulent entourage, reverse and aimed for Chira again. “We need to help them,” Ada shouted.

The blade suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light, cleaving the approaching shark in half. It had dealt with a shark—a great white shark—this easily! Ambrose raised his hand and slaughtered two sharks in an instant! The people on the surrounding lifeboats were dumbfounded. They had never seen such fearsome combat skills. Ambrose yelled at them fiercely, "It's not as hard as it looks. Just stick together and be brave! You can do it, too!" Coincidentally, a shark approached one of the boats. Someone hurriedly grabbed a weapon and stabbed hard at the shark's head.

Evelyn’s POV I didn’t even see Teresa move. One second, Harrison was still spewing filth, and the next—splash, a glass of water flew straight at his chest, soaking his shirt. His words cut off as he stumbled back a step, blinking in disbelief. “You shut your disgusting mouth,” Teresa snapped, her voice filled with fury. I froze. Harrison’s eyes flared. “You crazy—” His hand lashed out so fast I barely had time to react.

Take a quick shower, change, and go to bed. I stood there, refusing to move for a moment. And why is that? Because Desmond was standing over there. I turned and gave him an awkward glance, and he smiled wide at me. I glared at him, and Desmond’s smile widened, looking at me as if he didn’t understand what my reaction meant. “What are you shy about?” he asked.