Moana Cavern Novels & Stories

It was foolish of me to assume that a human wouldn’t be so awestruck by my family’s home that she would insist on wandering. “Where is she?” I asked, letting out a heavy sigh and passing my hand over my face. Kelly took my hand and began to pull me toward the corridor. “She’s this way,” she said, intertwining her slender fingers with mine. “I’ll show you.” The worried parents and I followed Kelly through the corridors and out into one of the further gardens, where, just as she had described, Moana was standing behind the big oak tree while the two pups stalked around the garden, looking for her. She looked up when she saw me, and then, with a smile, raised her finger to her lips… And jumped

Dr. Lena Moreau checked her dive watch for the third time, the beam from her helmet light cutting through the black water like a knife. The Mariana Trench expedition had been a long shot, rumors of strange bioluminescence and uncharted caverns, but the grant money was burning a hole in her pocket and her career needed a win. Thirty meters below the main dive team, she spotted it: a jagged opening in the rock wall, pulsing with soft, violet light that didn’t belong down here.

It is a sign of successful soul awakening. "Did you feel it?" Hana asked. Moan's eyes filled with tears and replied, "I swear there is a goddess on high, this is the happiest moment of my life. Master Hana, I have found my strength, it is extremely special," Hana asked eagerly, "What is it?" Moan winked mischievously at Hana and said, "Please pay attention to what I'm going to do later." Moan finished speaking and disappeared in front of Hana, under where Moan stood there appeared a hole just enough for a person to enter. In the blink of an eye Moan suddenly appear in front of Hana's mansion door. Moan's hands waved repeatedly, "I'm here."

Kazimir was elbow-deep in the floor panels, sparks flying as he tried to bridge the connection with a manual jumper-cable. Suddenly, the sub stopped moving. The giant creature let go, its violet light fading as it darted away into the darkness. "Why did it stop?" Jun asked, his face pressed to the glass. Elara looked out. They were no longer in the narrow canyon. They had entered a massive Subterranean Cavern (a giant cave located beneath the seafloor). The walls of the cave were lined with thousands of glowing Isotope shards, creating a cathedral of violet light. In the center of the cavern sat something that defied logic.

The darkness seemed to press in tighter, threatening to consume them whole. The tremors continued intermittently, growing in intensity with each new rumble. The sound of rushing water filled the air, growing louder with every passing second. They rounded a bend and stumbled upon a vast cavern, its vaulted ceiling disappearing into the inky darkness above. A single shaft of light, piercing down from somewhere far above, illuminated a churning pool of water at the cavern's center.The stench of damp earth and a metallic tang filled the air. But it was the monstrous stone pillars rising from the pool's depths that truly stole Maya's breath. Carved with grotesque figures – half-man, half-beast –

Caelum shakes with silent laughter, throwing his head back, “Caelum, where did you take me?” “Hawaii, ma moitié, Maui island. Come on, we would have to explore the whole island and not have you gawk at the water alone.” He takes my hand and lead me towards the end of the shore at the foot of the cave where I guessed, no mortals has ever been before. He waves his hand and opens the entrance to the cave. “Let’s go.” “Why? What’s in there?”

“The Maw is inaccessible from land. We’ve surveyed it.” “You surveyed from the sea. The cave entrance is underwater at high tide, concealed by a rockfall. At low tide, there is a gap a man can swim through, and a ledge inside.” She spoke with absolute certainty. “A team of ten, twelve at most, could use that path, swim the cave at low tide, and emerge inside their stronghold under cover of darkness.” A stunned silence filled the room. Makil was staring at her as if she’d grown a second head, but the look was no longer just warning—it was intense, calculating.

"The acoustic signature isn't bouncing off bedrock, Papa. It's an enclosed cavity. A subterranean facility carved straight into the basalt floor of the trench." "Matteo's vault," Noah breathed, staring into the impenetrable blackness beyond the glass. The sub's external halogen beams cut a feeble path through the swirling particulate of the abyss, illuminating nothing but endless grey silt and the occasional ghost-like drift of deep-sea marine snow.

"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.

Miriam goes through the mirrors to Morrocco, the land of the Moors. The plan is for Miriam to hide in the secret caverns for two years. A divine artwork of water and time, the caverns were a subterranean cathedral. The caverns were nature's work of art, awaiting the light to show the comforting brown hues of earth and rock. The caverns have evolved over the kind of time that makes clocks irrelevant. In the meantime, the Moors would continue to train her and work on a potion that could reveal her true mate. The next morning..........in the Moon Shine Pack.