Night By The Sea Bl Novels & Stories

He reasoned that she was still shocked and considered taking them on vacation and celebrating the boys' birthdays. The next day, they arrived on an island where Sean had a villa close to the seashore. The sound of waves could be heard from here. The water was deep blue and crystal clear. Watching the sea was always soothing, despite its restless waves. The palm trees that lined the perimeter added to the majestic view. Natasha stood on the porch, which was outlooking the sea, and watched the tireless waves as restless as her mind. The sound of the gunshots was still resounding in her ears. It brought back the terrifying memories of her past that she had buried within herself.

“Last chance to turn back.” I stepped onto the deck. “Never.” He smiled, small, real, kissed me once, hard, then started the engines. The outboards roared to life. We pushed off into the dark. The sea was flat, black glass reflecting the fading stars. We ran at thirty knots, spray cold against our faces, the island growing from a shadow on the horizon to a low green hump ringed with white surf. No lights. No structures visible from the water. Just jungle tumbling down to black volcanic rock.

I laughed and followed Jason out the door leaving Blake to throw on a shirt and catch up. We sat around the fire pit and I helped myself to several of the delicious goodness of S’mores and Diet Coke. Glad Blake had groceries stocked before we got here. Susan and Mel shared a few Diet Cokes with me while Blake and Jason drank a few beers. We visited and laughed a great deal. “Alright, Blake it's the time!” Mel stood up and reached for Blake’s hand. “Time for what?” He questioned. “Time for our traditional run in the ocean water the first night we are here,” Mel exclaimed.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

I threw him a pillow and went to my bedroom to get my backpack and ‘till I went inside, I could still hear his laughter which made me shook my head. Damn, if he didn’t think it was a dream, I would be dead right now. Not literally, of course. Figuratively. I would be, figuratively, dead. “OH, COOL.” I muttered a curse the moment I saw the beauty of Sumilon Island. The seawater is clear and aqua blue and the sand were fine as fuck. Hell, this vacation would be really great! “We deserve this,” Jeremy stated beside me as he threw a gaze over the clear blue waters. Fuck. The sea is inviting me to take a dip!

Ethan’s POV We stepped into a fairly filled bar and sat on a aisle close to the bartender, who looked like he’s had a long night. Noticing us as we sat at the aisle he began approaching us, “Evening Sir, Miss, what can I get you both?” He asked. I turned towards Mellisa, “I know just the perfect drink, may I?” It didn’t look like she in any way trusted my judgment. “Just give it a trial, if you don’t finish it you get to dare me to do anything” Upon hearing that her eyes began to sparkle; she smiled then nodded. “Two Ardbeg scotches please,” I told the waiter.

These were Night family men. Jason was not sure what was happening when gunshots went off. The man holding him threw him to the side and jumped into he boat. Jason felt himself flung across the air and fell into the cold dark sea. The cold seawater swallowed Jason. Gunshots were released as shots were into the water. The moment Jason felt hot pain in his arm, he knew he had been shot. Her vision started to dim. Just when he could no longer hold her breath, someone dragged him up to the surface.

————— The yacht was a floating palace. Anchored in the sapphire waters just beyond the resort’s private dock, Vita Nostra gleamed like something from a dream. Soft lights lined its polished rails, casting reflections on the water like fireflies. Music floated down the marina in elegant pulses—low, sensual jazz with a Mediterranean rhythm. Isabel’s heels clicked against the wooden dock as she approached, her dress a midnight blue that hugged her waist and spilled around her legs like liquid shadow. She’d tied her hair up to keep it from the wind, exposing her neck. Vulnerable. Bare.

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***