Night By The Sea Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

My father enters and sees me in bed with my husband. He drops a chest on the floor, “Make sure to uphold your end.” With that, he leaves the room and my life. Shortly after dawn, we were on their ship and headed North. I am wrapped in furs and settled in the driest spot of the ship. The sun starts to dip, and we find a beach to camp on. I can barely eat the fish and bread that I am given. Bjorn builds a fire to keep me warm and gives me another fur. My eyes close and I watch them through my eyelashes.

“It has ended.” The breeze changed direction bringing with it the scent of seawater and arepas, from a kitchens open window. We began to walk. Toward home. Moving forward into whatever lay. No red threads. No reflections. Just us. To be continued… (or maybe, just maybe, not) Chapter 66 Sofia Vasquez

______________________________________________ Brought to you by V1 Productions YouTube The Night Known As You (Game Edition) Chapter 1, Part 1 https://youtu.be/7PtjX11Viho ______________________________________________ Version 7 POV The soft morning sunlight peeked through the clouds, shining and glistening down the brilliant green blankets of trees which hugged each other. The trees were aligned making way for a narrow muddy road that leads to Ayrshire. A light soft breeze picked up fabricating the blankets of trees to rustle and sway, the rhythmic beat of my horse's hooves clanking, echoes along with the squeaky noise of my Caravan which I had gotten used to since I had no idea of fixing

she whispered. “And now the sea itself has brought you home.” My chest constricted. My throat burned with questions—why did you leave me? Why now? Who am I really?—but all I could do was stare, torn between fury and the aching longing of a child seeing her mother for the very first time. Naomi clutched my arm, trembling, her mate’s hand still tight on her other wrist. And in that moment, with the queen of the Northern Sea

He obediently let me pull him up, and we stumbled towards the bed. Atticus supported himself above me, his eyes full of tenderness. That night, I had another dream. In the dream, there was a churning, turbulent black sea, gloomy enough to devour everything, terribly scary. I felt myself rising and falling with the waves, and a feeling of suffocation came over me. Suddenly, I heard Atticus's voice, and the storm disappeared without a trace. The originally turbulent sea slowly calmed down. A bright moon rose, the giant beast was no longer causing trouble, and a warm embrace enveloped me.

"By the way, I've worked hard to seek justice for you. No matter what happens, at least I won't regret it." She smiled. "I've heard that all seas in the world are connected. So, this time next year, I'll be seeing you from a different beach." She looked at the sea one last time before turning around. What she saw sent chills down her back. Even through her cap, she could see a figure coming down from the yacht. It was Wyatt! She instinctively turned around. At the exact moment, Wyatt, who was coming down from the yacht, stopped in his tracks. He had an odd feeling which made him look up to see someone turning around.

A NECESSARY AND WELCOME MOURNING In the morning, when Clara left the room and Megan turned to the corner, saying she needed to sleep a little more, Clara went downstairs and noticed that the day had barely dawned and it was still dark. The smell of the sea breeze led her barefoot to the beach. She inhaled the salty scent and could already feel the splashes of water even before approaching closely.

He sighed again and followed after Alice to their bedroom. He got in and found the young woman already in bed and watched her, wondering. She seemed naive and dumb being an uneducated village girl but was now proving to be smart. He felt to strangle her in her sleep and just get rid of her. He brushed that though aside and just left. After all, he did not have the guts to commit murder. ****** The ship’s departure from the harbor that morning was marked by a gentle hum of excitement and anticipation. As the vessel glided through the water, the city lights gradually receded into the distance, making way for the expansive darkness of the open sea.

Chapter 58: The Sanctuary of Ghosts The sea stretched before them, endless and gray. Natalia had been steering for hours. Her face was drawn, her eyes fixed on the horizon, her hands steady on the wheel despite the exhaustion that pulled at her shoulders. The boat cut through the water, engine humming, spray misting across the deck.

This chapter contains the next 10 chapters of Born By Power Chaos And Apocalypse. (11-20) The next chapter will be about the sneak peaks of The Uprise Of Hell which is the second book in the Born By Power Series. CHAPTER 11 AN UNTOLD STORY The lights of an unfamiliar nature rolls over the sky, circumferentially meeting with the clouds as the rays of sunlight hit the wet hair on the wet sand of the shore of what seemed to be an empty beach. Rocks and rocks and rocks, sleeping by the side of the river as it moved in and out, washing the rocks and leaving behind an extra shine of smoothness. The eyes twinkled as the forehead crumbled up. The glare and warmth of the half beaming light in additio