Land Of Waves Novels & Stories

When I was five, I was always excited whenever it was time for bed. My Grandma Momma will cook our dinner. Let me brush my teeth and comb my long hair. And after that, she will put me into bed and bedtime stories will follow. She told me a lot of fantasy stories, but my favorite was the pirate of the Lost Sea named Escarial. He was the epitome of perfection. Gentleman, handsome, a knight in shining armor to most of the ladies in their land, and most of all, he caught the heart of the brave princess, Athalia.

It sat high up on a cliffside that rose high above the sea, the crashing waves thundered against the rock and the pounding of the waves spoke of death from its depths. There was no snow on the ground, the north was the only one to still be affected by the snow, and only a cold wind whipped across the land. Adelaides hair whipped across her face as they stood on the beach. Adam shifted on his feet beside her and she felt his nervousness as his eyes darted around his surroundings. The cold air bit into her skin and spray from the sea hit her in a refreshing wash. It would have been peaceful if it didn’t hold a sinister tinge to the air.

“And you assumed it would be in some office? He stops brows raised I nod, “We are heading to my home here in Monaco, but I don’t live in the city, too much noise and bustling, I live on an island, there you will sign the needed documents, then we will speak further, understood? He raises a brow at me, his eyes now covered by his dark shades again, protecting his eyes from the blinding sun. I nod, following him, it’s not hard to spot his yacht, it’s the biggest in the dock, but that’s not what makes it his, its fully a glossy black yacht, with FALCONE written boldly in gold at the side of the yacht.

The moonlight cast a silvery glow upon the landscape, illuminating his way as he stepped forward, ready to embrace the challenges that awaited him as Alpha and the promise of shared destiny with his mate, Amelia. Amelia's heart was caught in the grip of conflicting emotions, torn between the tumultuous waves of resentment and the resounding chorus of joy within her. It was a battle between her human mind, haunted by suspicions of Adrian's involvement in her parents' tragic demise, and the primal instincts of her wolf, who recognized Adrian as their destined mate.

Chapter 39: That's a dick move. Ocean waves crashed. The sound rocked Sloan back to sleep. When he woke a second time, the waves hitting the shore had his eyes popping open and his head clearing. Where the hell was he that he could hear the ocean? He lived in a landlocked state.

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

Accompanied by the guesthouse woman and fellow guests, we set out to explore Wave Rock, eager to discover the wonders that awaited us. Upon reaching our destination, I was greeted by a breathtaking sight. Wave Rock stood majestically before me, its sloping wave-like formation a marvel to behold. The landscape was a symphony of natural beauty, with the ocean's gentle waves, winding rivers, and lush surroundings painting a picture-perfect scene. As I stood in awe of the picturesque surroundings, tranquility hit me. The serenity of Wave Rock village enveloped me, offering a sanctuary away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Lost in the moment, I found myself reflecting on my circumstan

she said, explaining and pointing out the layout. “Come this way,” she says, holding my hand and pulling me to her. We come down to the sand, and I take my time turning around and taking in the spectacular view. It aligned the sky with stars and got lost just looking at them, rivaling the beauty that is Dira. On the far end lies a cave. The ocean waves crash against the shore, creating a mesmerizing symphony of nature. The waves build in size and energy, their deep blue hues glistening in the dim light of the stars. With a graceful curl, they dramatically break, sending forth a rush of foamy white water.

‘No’ The ground was revived. This time stronger. The eye slowly turned west. To the sea. And for the first time it showed fear. Real fear. Mara felt her right away. It's so big that you're gonna keep the air. Something out there even scared the guard. On the horizon a wave rose. No normal wave. She was kilometers high. And didn't move. She just stood there. Like the sea suddenly turned into a wall. The island was dark. A shadow lay over everything.

The ground trembled beneath her feet, echoing the turbulence that raged within her. As Elysia raised her hands, the elements responded in kind. A torrent of wind swept forth, causing banners and cloaks to billow wildly. Waves of water surged and churned, rising to heights previously thought impossible. Flames danced upon her fingertips, their intensity rivaling the very heart of a forge. Rocks and debris hovered in midair, forming a protective barrier around her.