Maui Moana Novels & Stories

After savoring our meal of coconut bread, tropical fruits, pancakes, eggs, and cheese, we start getting ready for the day ahead. True to his word, one hour later, Mr. Hauata texts us saying he is outside. “Is that a catamaran?” I ask as he ushers us in. “Yes. Be prepared to be wowed. First, we shall be visiting the mount Otemanu. You must have seen a bit of it when you touched down.” “I did,” Valentina beams. “We will then go for the glass bottom boat tour. You get to see the beauty of the underwater world from a glass-bottom boat.”

Lailani had spoken privately with her father who ran the United Hawaiian Islands, They had become their own country, decades ago. He sent us the coordinates that would get the least attention. Atlantis glided smoothly through the waters hugging the ocean floor we watched in amazement as we saw fish that no one had ever seen before. There was a small chain of islands collectively called Ohana MauLoa (Family Forever) in our honor. Leilani was glad to be going home. and Bring us all with her.

Wonwoo said. Jeonghan added, “Turks and Caicos.” “Bali, Indonesia.” “Maui, Hawaii.” “St. Croix.” “Aruba.” “Phuket.” “Bora-Bora.” “Palawan.” “Roatan.” “Culebra.” “Nevis.” “Bibit…” Wonwoo couldn’t finish saying Bibitu because Seungcheol suddenly butted in their conversation. “If one of you guessed the right island, I’ll shave that someone’s head,” Seungcheol warned.

Noura didn't know what to say about her relationship with Orlan. "I understand." Arva held Noura's hand tightly and smiled. "Then you must come to my wedding." Noura nodded. Of course, she will come. She couldn't have missed the most special day for Arva, her best friend. ** The Hamakua Forest is flanked by two volcanoes, namely, Mount Mauna Kea and Mount Kohala. He is also near a forest where there is a waterfall. The magic portal to the Hamakua Kingdom is between two large trees in the Hamakua Forest.

the next he knows they're at an ocean. Ossian looks at the ocean and then at Beauden "Son where are we?" Beauden attention is on Medusa. She's walking toward the water. "on the southwest Pacific Ocean in New Zealand." "Perfect place for a war. It's open and no place to hide." Larisa looks at her daughter, "Yes perfect."

wow…. “It seems like you are going for a wedding” one of the makeup artist couldn’t help but squeal in excitement, “I am a lady but I can’t keep my eyes off of you” Aura smiled as she twirled in front of the mirror, even though she couldn’t keep her own eyes off of herself. Her phone rang again and she immediately answered when she saw the caller ID. “Are you ready?” Malcolm’s deep husky voice filtered into her ears. “Yes I am” she beamed.

"Under the velvet lining. We’ll look for it later. Ready to go?" She nods, clutching her purse. "Where to?" "The South Side. Poipu." When we get to the South Side, the transition from the lush green of Hanalei to the sun-drenched, rocky coast of Poipu seems to relax her. We hike up the Maha'ulepu Trail. The wind is whipping off the ocean, carrying the scent of salt and ancient dust. We reach a high point on the lithified cliffs, the golden stone glowing in the afternoon light. Below us, the turquoise water churns into white foam against the rocks.

"Everything tasted so good, so fresh." "It is always so here," Mahana said. "Perhaps you'd like Manahau and Rotui to help you relax after your meal? Manahau is Tahitian for wise spirit and Rotui is the name of a high peak on Moorea island between Opunuhu and Cook Bays." "I'd like that," Krista said without hesitating, looking admiringly at the two sturdy, broad-chested men in their 30s, like Mahana dressed in just a long sarong.

glowed with a steady, sapphire light. "And?" Audrey asked. "The Sea of Salt’s End isn't a cliff, Mother. It’s a bridge," Mara said, handing over a roll of new, high-density parchment. "There are islands. Not made of glass or ice, but of living wood. They have their own resonance. They call it 'The Pulse'."

Damien's mouth went dry. Marrine lifted her arms. The ocean moved. A wave rose behind her. Higher. Higher. It should have crashed down. It didn't. It bent. The enormous wall of water curved around her. Damien stumbled backward. His foot struck a stone. He nearly fell. "No." The wave remained suspended. Marrine continued singing. The ocean seemed to breathe with her. The fish moved together. The birds turned in perfect circles. Even the wind seemed to obey. Damien stared.