Kraken Wakes Book Novels & Stories

So, you need not be afraid of us. But I have a request, more of a favor from you.' Argus and Fabian exchanged looks. What was that the man was asking from them? And why? The man continued' I am Karmen. The leader of the Krakens. We had a little battle with the king's forces and a few of my brothers are injured. I know priests are masters of healing. So, as a favor, I want you to tend my fallen brothers, and in return, I will show you a secret route that will take you to Delphi within two days. I will also provide you provisions for the journey'.

He pointed at the ocean. Something was moving under the surface. Something massive. Bubbles rose to the surface. Green light glowed from the depths. "What is that?" I whispered. "The guard dog," Kaelen said. A tentacle exploded from the water. It was thick as a tree trunk covered in bioluminescent scales. It slammed onto the dock blocking our path. Then a head rose from the waves. It was a Kraken. But it wasn't an animal. It was a hybrid. A wolf's head on a squid's body.

They touched the liquid silver brain, and for a moment, the entire world went white. Rhea didn't see the lab or the trench. She saw the "Mind" of the Kraken—a vast, cold desert of data that had been waiting for a single drop of rain. She gave it the rain. She gave it the memory of her first shift, the heat of Elias’s touch, the taste of freedom. The Kraken’s shriek softened into a hum. The purple light faded into a warm, rhythmic amber. The Sentinel-Drones in the water outside stopped their hunt and drifted toward the seafloor, their red sensors turning a peaceful, steady gold.

I quickly head out to the next shelf. I don’t know how much time has passed, but I feel exhausted. Drake plops into one of the armchairs before the fireplace, yawning. “I covered thirty shelves, and there’s no book on celestial wolves. This is not a library. It's a book town!” He rests his chin on his arm. “It's so huge that I might find aliens hiding somewhere.” “Stop with the excuses. You are just incapable, that’s all,” Dory says while biting her thumbnail, her eyes trained on the book she’s holding.

Plus, David’s knowledge of various nautical folklore proved to be helpful in conceiving their strategy too. First on the list was the Tail Whip and just like its name suggested, the Kraken would then rise out of the ground to whip the enemy with its tail. If this happened, you must back away and protect yourself. Next was the Briny Barrage wherein the Kraken would send water missiles at you and your allies. You can block these or roll away from them.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: Putting Sis to Bed Patrick awoke to the roar of the ocean crashing on a rocky shore, thunder booming in the tumultuous heavens, nuclear missiles detonating right next to his ear. The sounds of apocalypse, of annihilation, of volcanos erupting fire into the sky and worlds imploding.

' Rinny was in good humour again and falling easily into our banter. 'Yes, all delivered, nice and cosy. And they're not stinky witch books, it’s just you’re allergic to anything wholesome. They're powerful grimoires with more magick in one little word than your entire body. I'd be careful about insulting them, they can hear, and they don't like it.' I push at the threadbare rug with my toes and frown as the rose petals start to rise in the water before me, pulling my attention. I turn away from the bowl and ignore them. 'Aww, shoosh. Those books don't scare me half as much as you do. There's another reason I'm calling though.'

The floor beneath me trembled slightly, like something underneath was trying to push through. Then I heard the whispers. Dozens of them. Layered. Overlapping. “Do you remember what they did?” “Which one were you?” “Jane… or Julia?” I screamed. Everything went black. *I woke with a violent gasp. The sheets were soaked with sweat. My body was trembling, my skin cold despite the heavy duvet. The clock on my nightstand blinked 5:13 AM. I jolted upright, breath caught somewhere between a gasp and a scream, arms wrapped tightly around my knees.

Wilkes found that amusing and wouldn't have traded seeing Harold that way for anything else. Usually, Harold was the first to wake up but he had been so tired last night he didn't on time. He leaned close to Harold's ear which was sheathed by his hair and whispered, “Waffles is ready and with it, there's a fruit juice.” Harold groaned softly and Wilkes knew he had heard him. A smile of satisfaction spread across his face as he said the next words. “Get up in a maximum of ten seconds or they're going down my belly.”

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”