Legend Blue Sea Novels & Stories

The black horizon of the Pacific didn’t just rumble; it bled. Through the dense, wet curtains of the harbor fog, the silhouette of *The Leviathan* materialized like a prehistoric leviathan cut from matte-black steel. The naval destroyer sat three miles out, a ghost ship commissioned by the absolute peak of corporate desperation, its heavy forward cannons slowly rotating toward the coordinates of the free port of Blackridge. They weren't here to negotiate an asset recovery. They were here to execute a scorched-earth liquidation.

With trembling hands, I reached into the inner pocket of my dive suit and pulled out the deep-sea core energy sample that glowed with an eerie blue light. The moment the captain in charge of emergency rescue saw the sample, his eyes widened, and he immediately ordered his crew to stop asking questions and to activate the highest level of security protocol. "I'm Carter Lawson, a master diver with Aquilon's National Research Institute," I said hoarsely in their language, enunciating each word carefully. "I'm holding a core sample that could shift the deep-sea strategic balance between our two nations. In exchange, I'm requesting immediate medical treatment from your team, and..."

And if Martialgarde had the Earthcore Flame Vein, it would be even more advantageous. To the east of the eastern plains lay the Blue Sea, named for the striking blue of its waters. Scattered throughout the Blue Sea were many islands, with the most notable being a towering mountain peak, rising 9,800 feet above the sea's center like a sword piercing the sky. This place was known as Martialgarde. The entire Blue Sea and the surrounding area within a hundred miles fell under Martialgarde's influence. Derrick and his three companions rode an avian alpha beast, boldly entering the Blue Sea and instantly catching the attention of the patrol team.

Gold fish, blue fish, yellow fish, pink fish, rainbow colored fish, black… stay away from those ones, they look dangerous. A sea turtle glides past like royalty, completely at peace. Arthur suppresses the urge to touch its hard back as it slides past him in the water. Bethany floats beside Arthur, her fingers reaching for his. He finds her hand easily and squeezes. They hover over a drop off, a steep blue descent where the light dims, and the reef disappears into the unknown. It looks like a much deeper shade of blue down there, almost blackish. Bethany hesitates. Arthur tilts his head toward her, raises his thumb and index finger in the universal “okay?” sign.

As the three brave adventurers were flying over the Gulf of Cessabit, Ishida spotted something very unusual. It was a long, yellow strip of land, perhaps a sandbank or a shoreline. Ishida took a closer look with his binoculars. He saw a sandy beach with coconut trees blowing in the gentle breeze and round pebbles scattered all over the place. “How is this possible? We’re about to fly inland!” Ishida said in dismay. “Ajens is a sea city, it can’t be on land!”

Chris asks the blue parrot staring at her. "There" the blue parrot retorts pointing at a spot a little bit far away from them. "Are you sure that's the spot? Cause I see no sea anywhere around here. Isabella was buried years ago on a beach." "It is God Chris. Lilith out of anger that Isabella was taken away from her dried up the sea and scattered the beach making it be what you see now. She made it to be this deserted."

Not just one but at least four maybe five seemed to be frolicking around in the distant water. Then a flash of light blue showed ever so briefly between them, before vanishing qagain in the fathoms of darkness surrounding the Dolphins. It was like a drop of the daytime sky and melted and poured into the ocean. My sky. "LEO!" Dhruv's roar sounded over the roar of the motorboat's engine and reached my ears before the cold slimy sensation crept around me with a loud splash. Did I jump into the dark waters of the mighty Atlantic ocean?

I’m guessing Gabriella and her squad will be sleeping like babies the whole morning, so that’s covered. When my mind finally calmed down, I closed my eyes. In my head, the ocean and the small empty boat appeared once again, but it didn’t shift to other visions. The sun was setting, and the sky was turning yellow and red. The ocean looked beautifully calming as there was no waves, but a calm sea. The next day.

he says before withdrawing. Aziel gives Loraine a round tour in the boat. He takes some bath towels from one of the cabins and together they walk to the deck. "Let's lie down here a while, the wind is great and the canopy provides some great shade." When they arrive on deck, Loraine is amazed. “This is such a beautiful ship. Is your friend the owner?” she asks thoughtfully, sitting down on the beach towel that Aziel has spread for her. “I just had a vision of a blue and yellow yacht, slightly bigger than this one. And I saw myself jumping into the sea,” she says softly, slitting her eyes. Aziel is watching her now. “Blue-yellow is a beautiful color for crossing the seas,” he replies softly,

The Gamma's mate, Hunter, winked. "Oh, ignore them, Sapphira. They're just salty because Irina has been bossing them around all week." Beta Declan's mate, Kate, tucked her arm through Sapphira's and led her over to the mini-bar. Kate had her short black hair spiked up, and she had kohled around her dark eyes. Her leather jacket was worn and faded in places, her boots scuffed and dirty. Sapphira couldn't imagine her at a parents' evening with Torin.