Mobydick Novels & Stories

They froze as the creature struggled to free itself from the nets. It was larger and longer than a fish. For several seconds, no one dared to move an inch. It stopped moving and a melodious tune replaced the helpless cries. They approached it slowly, hypnotized by the melody. Just as they were about to free it, a sharp cry escaped it as a spear pierced through its side. The second captain ran over and stopped his teammates. They snapped out of the trance immediately. “You idiots! What do you think about bringing a siren on board? Are you trying to get us killed?” he yelled at them. “Unless you want to end up as a feast to the fishes, go stuff your ears with wax,” he snapped at them.

Leora felt Miriam’s expression grew serious and she placed a paw on her shoulder, carrying some weight with it. "Allowing ourselves to be vulnerable, trusting in those who are beside us is what yields the greatest strength. However, it is also said that one of the greatest storms is from inside. What only Kael can decide, whether to meet it head on or give himself to it. However, you must prove to him you are not his storm to weather. You are his anchor." The water at her feet needed standing, so with that, Miriam rose and padded towards the shadows, leaving Carrot carcass behind and setting Carrot standing to her right by the river, her mind swirling like the water at her feet.

“Malachi Sinclair.” “How did you get in here?” Malachi asked, and frowned because he still couldn’t smell his scent. “I was struck by lightning when I was 17,” he said, with a smile, as he caught Malachi staring. “Lichtenburg figures usually disappear after a few days,” Malachi said. “I guess I’m special like that,” he said, and sat down. There was something very odd about him. Even though he smelled human, Malachi knew he wasn’t. “You have me at a disadvantage. You know my name, but I don’t know yours,” Malachi said. The man’s mind was completely blank, and he had only encountered that once before in his life.

Anahita Waterwolf POV We waterwolves have resettled on the banks of the Dream River that runs through the place once known as the Barren. Though to use the word 'barren' in relation to this magnificent place feels ridiculous. Many mornings I sit on the balcony of the packhouse, before the pack stirs, gazing out at the churning, roiling, foaming waves of the river, its banks densely packed with rich, dark mud. The colours of the river at dawn--blue, mauve, purple, indigo, green--remind me of the lifestone and that night when the poison was driven out. The lifestone disappeared, it's work done. And Silvia's iron--the physical iron anyway--was also gone.

Hard and stone faced to many, but I can read his eyes and the pain twirling in his dark sea coloured irises gave me the answer that I know will keep me broken for eternity. "I'm sorry, but your baby must have died instantly at the impact of the car and the collision with the tar road.", Dr. Lennon clarifies my readings in Noah's eyes. "You were pregnant Isabella and you didn't tell me?", Noah questions brokenly. "I was going to tell you the next day. I planned everything, I even made you a special book to break the news to you.", I say with tears streaming down my cheeks. In split seconds I find his comforting arms around me. He held me so tight, that it felt like he would be able to keep me

“Can you please book me an Uber? I couldn’t find my phone. I think I lost it somewhere.” He caught her when she was about to fall and wrapped his muscular arm around her waist before forcing her toward the stool. She didn’t recognize him because she was smiling at him. She stroked his face with her fingers. “You’ve got beautiful eyes. They look like the ocean, deep blue.”

Chapter Two, Flexing : Nikolai It’s pretty clear the human is unaware of rules for donors, and I doubt there’s any contract made that Hail can’t break. So I might as well get something out of the trip, and make sure my dill hole of a brother won’t pull a stunt like this again.

Prologue of Lost Treasure. This is a love story that will make you go emotional. This book is all about a guy by the name John Williams. He is the second born in a family of two boys. His big brother who is a medical doctor Lyod Williams. The both brothers lost their parents at a very tender age so Mr Lyod was a father, a mother and a big brother to his little brother John who is fondly called Johnny. His brother made sure to provide Johnny with everything he needed in life. This virtually made Johnny a spoiled brat.

realizing his mistakes, Hayr agreed. The duo rush and lift the lifeless body of Motis "remember this, we shall return." Subsequently, they run fast to flee. ------------------------------------------------------- Afterwards, Matilda exited the room, "Hmm? What happen?" Matilda ask. She's been away for almost fifteen minutes. "Oh, nothing" Zia replied with a smile. "So what is it? That Madden Cow?" Vic ask. "The monster you describe is a rare type of beast named 'Kabo'" "'Kabo' is one of the rare beast outside the city," she continued. "Lets discussed the monster system and calamity system and how they'd rank it based on the power level disaster."

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.