La Conner Tides Novels & Stories

"TWO WEEKS ?!" OCEAN_TEN

“Category two now.” “I’ve been watching the bands,” Leo says. He has come to the deck door and is looking south. His hands are at his sides. He is nine years old and he has his father’s eyes and none of his father’s hungers, and in this moment Melody loves him with a ferocity that is almost frightening, this precise, serious boy standing at the door reading the sky. Gage is already looking at his phone. He holds it toward Melody without comment. The projected track has shifted north. Landfall tomorrow evening. The cone’s western edge takes in this stretch of coast.

Making sure the conference rooms were set up for various meetings and debates. Her heart pounded within her chest, a steady rhythm that echoed through the clearing. The time for action had arrived, and Amelia steeled herself for the challenges that lay ahead. The moon, a radiant witness to her journey, shone brightly overhead, lending her strength as she stepped into the unknown, ready to confront her past and shape her future amidst the moonlit memories that would forever define her.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

Fia walked to the square and turned around to look at the beach and seafront in the night sky. The waves were beating against the shore, the sounds louder in the night. “Conrad, there will be high tide, won't it?” Conrad went silent for a bit. “Yes.” “The sadness buried in the bottom of a person’s heart is also at times like the high tide. It comes unexpectedly, without any warning.” The two children of the Lanes made her happy, but after the happiness was a huge sense of melancholy, loss, and sorrow.

"Let's not go public with your miscarriage, Nicole. Sandi's condition isn't stable right now, and reading about news like this would only trigger her trauma again. Please be understanding about this." I did not even have a chance to take off my coat as I stood at the door. "You want me to keep this a secret?" Chuck said, "I'm not asking you to keep it a secret. I'm just saying not to go public about this for now. We'll wait until Sandi gets better." I stared at him for a long time as Chuck looked back at me sincerely while pleading. I knew that look on his face very well. He would give me that look every time he needed me to back off from something.

she comments. “Perhaps not,” says my mother, turning her attention to the guards, “Each of you, swim to your designations around the perimeter of Atlesper. These tsunamis are being controlled by sirna magic and since there have already been two, the chances of another is likely. Fan out now and protect your people,” she orders with power and authority. “Yes, Your Majesty!” they shout in perfect chorus then quickly disperse. “A sirna is behind this?” Eisa asks in anger, “Should we implement evacuation protocols?”

“Good. That’s more than I expected this early.” “They’ll need more,” Camerin said, crossing his arms. “Conditioning. Pressure. They’ve got instincts, but instincts alone won’t keep them alive.” Tyler nodded once, thoughtful. “You’ll handle it. Keep me updated.” There was a pause, heavier now. Camerin shifted his weight, clearly debating whether to say the next part. Finally, he spoke. “There’s one more thing. Your Luna was outside tonight.” Tyler’s head snapped up, sharp. “Outside?”