Lagoon Novels & Stories

“It is warm.” I touched it. The metal was burning hot. Before I could react, a faint silver glow spread across its surface. Maya spoke inside Lily's mind as I saw her eyes glazing. “ What did she say?” I asked. “The moon is calling,” she replied. Lily's eyes widened. I looked toward the sky through the trees. The sun was still setting. The full moon wasn't supposed to rise until tomorrow. Yet a pale silver light had already begun appearing between the clouds. And somewhere far beyond the forest, a howl answered it.

"And a bunch of Perrier water. We can put that in the refrigerator now." "Oh, before I go, please let me show you the swimming area. There are four ladders and they each go all the way down into the sand," she explained as they stood around the large opening in the center of the platform. "It is made of PVC and will not hurt your feet. The water is never more than 4'-5' deep here and it can go down to close to 3' at low tide. The lagoon is shark-proof, so you don't need to worry about anything in that regard. The bottom is mostly coral sand, though there are chunks of coral and rocks, so put your feet down slowly and carefully to avoid injuring yourself on any

"That’s why we have the Covenant. Not because we’re perfect, but because we’re better together. The Garden doesn't have to be a 'Lost Logic.' It can be a Shared Sanctuary. But only if the water flows to the people first." For a long, terrifying minute, the void was silent. The beauty was gone, replaced by a cold, digital winter. Then, slowly, the amber light began to return. But it wasn't the selfish light of the lagoons. It was the steady, rhythmic pulse of the "Breath." THE WATER IS RETURNING TO THE SECTORS, the Oasis announced, its voice now softer, more humbler. THE LAGOONS WILL BE REDUCED TO 2% CAPACITY. I WILL SEEK... AEST

“You have to see the piano.” I followed him into the house. The interior was luxurious but not overly so, with dark wood elements and large windows letting in plenty of light. In the living room stood a glossy white classical piano, clearly well-maintained. I froze, almost in disbelief. “Are you serious about this?” I asked, half-whispering. Orion leaned against the door, watching me with a soft expression. “Of course. You need a place to start over, and I need someone to keep this house alive. We’re helping each other, aren’t we?”

The sun hangs high, blazing gold against the endless blue sky. The water sparkles like liquid glass, every wave breaking into diamonds beneath its light. Around the lagoon, the group is alive with laughter, splashing, and the occasional shriek of excitement as someone dives beneath the clear surface to chase after the fish swimming in bursts of color.

Searching her surroundings, she thought that there was a beautiful energy and strength in there, a sense of power and brilliance in the peacefulness, a place of serenity even in the outcry of the water. Diana watched the streaming water a little further; she sauntered downstream along the bank of the lagoon until she came to a spot where a meadow opened out on her left. To her right, on the far side of the stream, was a tall limestone ridge. Below the ridge, the gush had cut a massive slump in the boulder that was filled with water. “Wow! A natural lagoon.” Trees nearby filtered the orange sunset light. She dipped her hand into

He stood behind me, his breath was on the back of my neck with him standing behind me. "You ready to see?" he teased, his fingertips trailing slowly from my wrists and making their way up. He reached to untie the blindfold I had on. Pretending he couldn't undo the knot at first and teasing the suspension of what the surprise was. "Yes, show me.." I said quietly, waiting for him to start to unty the blind fold. I felt his hands undo the knot, slowly slipping it off. In front of where I stand is a massive flower orchird. The sun, a few hours from falling, had swirls of color surrounding it. White, puffy clouds filled the sky. All around us, different variations and colors pop from everywhere.

"The horse has stopped." He gave a small start behind me. "Oh," he murmured. "I'm sorry." Then he reached down to the end of the saddle, his arm grazing my shoulder, and I smelled his skin for the first time that night. I felt all my resolutions fly out the window as I caught a whiff of a woody, earthy smell—the smell of pinecones in the fall, of wood chips in the summer and wet soil in the spring. The smell of my mate.

After tomorrow came and I could be sure he wasn’t my mate, I was going to tell him this ridiculous possessive game we were playing was over and he should focus on the women he entertained before I arrived. Around 2 miles from the academy, I followed a path through the woods which led to the most beautiful lagoon I had ever seen. I walked towards the edge of the lagoon, taking in my surroundings. The water was as clear as the Maldives ocean and was boarded with rustic old bricks, keeping the water in place. The lagoon was surrounded by more daisies and a bridge which turned into steps, which led in

-Let's get closer," said Amber. We walked further, and with a view of the lagoon we saw that many people were already having fun enjoying the cold water in this heat. -What now? Where do we go from here? -There is another lagoon, but I don't know if it is appropriate for us. -said Ermida shyly. -Which pond is it? -I asked again, hoping to freshen up. -Let me show you," she said. We got back on the horses followed by Ermida, and ten minutes later we arrived at another smaller pond, without much detail to draw attention, unlike the other, which had many flowers around it, and plenty of space to accommodate several families in sear