Land Of Waves Novels & Stories

Waves rolled against the island’s shore, breaking around the dark rocks and sending white spray into the air. “There,” Estrela said, pointing toward the shore. Luz and Amelia joined her, and for a moment the three stood together in silence. Ahead lay the sea, restless beneath the bright sky. Luz adjusted the strap of his armour and began the final descent, while Amelia and Estrela followed close behind. As they approached the shoreline, the terrain became flatter but rougher, with great boulders scattered among patches of grass. Luz stepped onto the wet stones at the water’s edge. He looked out across the open sea, his bronze armour shining beneath the sun, while Amelia and Estrela came to s

I looked back to the sub and saw Jack, Skyr and Byron waving at me. I grinned and waved back. They were shouting at me but the wind was blowing their voices away. Their hand movements were gesturing for me to come back. I frowned and jumped twice from two pillars until I was close enough to hear what they were saying.” “GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW!”

[The Rising Tide] The sound was not a roar; it was a groan, a deep, tectonic weeping that vibrated through the soles of my feet and into my very marrow. Through the reinforced glass of the Core, the horizon of New Macau was changing. The sea, once a shimmering sapphire girdle around our high-tech paradise, was retreating with an unnatural, predatory speed. It left behind miles of grey, glistening silt and gasping reefs—a bared throat waiting for the knife.

Tossing my shirt onto the lounger, I all but tripped over my flip flops trying to follow her. ***Sarah POV*** The sand was warm between my toes as I ran towards the water. I’d never been to the beach before and seeing the ocean up this close was something I had always wanted. I stopped at the edge of the water, letting the waves splash up over my toes. It wasn't as cold as I'd thought it would be. “Sarah?” Dom asked, and I looked over my shoulder at him. “Never have I ever been to the beach.” I giggled and he grabbed my hand.

Chapter Thirty-Five — Salt and Stars The ocean gave them everything they needed that day: cold waves to shock laughter out of tight chests, sun-warmed towels to collapse onto, and a horizon wide enough to make old fears feel small by comparison. It was like the sea itself whispered, See? There is more room than you think. Lila claimed the sand like a queen building her first kingdom. She dragged Jack into the tide again and again until his jeans were soaked to the thighs, squealing each time he lifted her over a crashing wave, his deep laugh lost in the wind.

"Take me to her! Take me to her!" The car sped all the way to the shore. On the beach, a human-shaped figure lay beneath a white sheet. Supported by his assistant, Lucian stumbled out of the car. He took a few steps forward, staring at the sheet, and could go no further. He turned to Damon. "That’s not Iris, right? She’s just angry at me and had someone lie there to trick me, right?" Damon said nothing. He lifted the sheet, revealing my face. Perhaps because the seawater had been so cold, even after soaking for so long, my face hadn’t swollen and only turned an unnatural color.

The Thing Beneath the Sea Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Nobody spoke. The ocean had become still. Completely still. God. That was wrong. Fair. Terribly wrong. Reasonable honestly. Because oceans weren't supposed to stop moving. Not during storms. Not during hurricanes. Not ever. Yet the waves had vanished. The roaring had stopped. The water looked like glass. Dark. Silent. Waiting. Then the tower pulsed again. Blue light exploded across the horizon. The entire island glowed.

Then suddenly, he scooped me up and held me so tightly it felt like I might melt into him. "Yes. Yes, we are," he said in my ear, the laughter he couldn't hide bubbling through his voice. Outside, the city lights stretched out like a glittering galaxy. I used to think my life would just be surviving in this concrete jungle, struggling like a weed and quietly fading away. I never expected that with ten thousand dollars, I could buy a piece of the sea from a dark basement. From then on, my world had tides.

she said, her eyes gleaming. Everett looked from the painting to her bright face and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Alright," he agreed. "With you by my side, that sea will come alive again." It did. Whitney stretched out her arms to the sun, and the sea below the cliff came to life, sparkling and vibrant under the light. "Everett, one day, we're going to gaze at the ocean together and take in every shore this world has to offer." Whitney rested her head on his shoulder, her gaze filled with dreams of the future.

the Princess hummed, placing a finger underneath her lip, and deliberately eyeing his lips hungrily. “Aria, don’t give me that look!” Jin screamed, mortified at the blatantly scandalous look on her face as he quickly covered his mouth, his cheeks now matching the color of his ears. Chuckling, she went back to her reading: (Jin was unnerved how she could be so calm) ‘The little waves, with their soft, white hands Efface the footprints in the sands And the tide rises, the tide falls The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls