Night By The Sea Novel Novels & Stories

Honestly, he felt that it wasn't worth the effort to save a woman like Minnie. "Alright, I will do it. I will listen to your instructions." Jenna nodded repeatedly to show agreement, knowing that she would be depending on him. Seeing that he had no other way to stop her, Rayan shook his head and brought her out. On the beach of the vast ocean, the dark night hung over the surface of the ocean like a big net. The night sky was silent, and a cold wind blew across the sea. The night of New Year's day was extraordinarily cold.

Revenge was so sweet. * * * The next morning, the boat sailed away from the island with the sun as it rose over the horizon, its rays spilling on top of the water with oranges and golds casting a warm glow over everything in view. Natalia softly snored with low moans that made me wonder what the hell she was dreaming as she lay in the guest bed of my beach house. I’d spent a fortune on this island home, but it was all mine. Who cared that it was paid for with the blood of the mafia’s ordered killings. I slept just fine.

— The House by the Sea, Night Deep into the night, silence enveloped the house overlooking the sea. The distant sound of waves drifted through the windows, filling the emptiness with a soft but steady rhythm. Daniel and Rovan were asleep, each in their own room, enveloped in the stillness that followed a night of terror. Malik and Dima emerged from their rooms, each wearing a mask. Their footsteps were measured on the cold floor. The night air slid through the slightly open windows, gently stirring the curtains, as if the house itself were breathing softly.

The sharp smell of salt and seaweed filled my nostrils, mingling with the acrid sting of diesel and burnt oil smeared on my bikini from when I had tried to crawl out of the sinking seaplane. The wind howled like a wild beast, whipping thunderous waves against the cliffs with relentless fury. Lightning cracked overhead, casting jagged shadows that danced across the dark, angry sea. Strong arms grabbed hold of me, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to sleep—to find some peace. Not to shiver, cold to the bone. “She’s slipping away, Kareem! Do something!” a voice rang out urgently. Unfamiliar hands moved quickly around me. “Here, put a blanket on her. Start the IV drip! She’s freezing!”

Drifting Between Uncertainty The sea stretched endlessly before them, a vast expanse of darkness interrupted only by the occasional glimmer of moonlight on the water. The rhythmic hum of the boat’s engine filled the silence, steady but fragile—like the moment itself. Fiona leaned back against the side of the boat, her body aching from exhaustion and injury. The adrenaline that had kept her moving was finally wearing off, leaving behind a sharp, pulsing pain in her shoulder. But she wasn’t the only one feeling the weight of the night.

Kael and Sky were so insistent that we never slept in the same bed that the couch seemed the best alternative. He kissed my cheek and wiped the newest tear away. "I love you. It'll be over before you know it." Yeah, I highly doubted that. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Hello, my dear readers! Exciting news... Beta - The Bayou Boys is now available! Midnight on the Bayou will continue to follow Sky and the triplets through their dramas, while Beta - The Bayou Boys will focus on Cassy and Teddy's journey from here on out. Thank you for your incredible support and love!

The quiet beach at midnight felt like a fragile sanctuary under the stars, waves whispering secrets as Detective Lena Torres waited for them with a thick folder in her hands. Elara’s heart raced as they approached, the sand cool beneath her bare feet while Jax stayed glued to her side, his body radiating distrust like a live wire. Torres’s eyes met theirs with grim determination, the ocean’s roar providing the only cover for their dangerous meeting. The files she carried promised answers, but the warning in her voice suggested the truth came with deadly strings attached.

Robert Blackwell promised to marry me, then postponed it thirty-eight times. The fifth time, a car crash broke eight of his ribs, and I signed seven critical-condition notices. The tenth time, on the way to get our marriage license, he and the car were thrown into the sea, and his suit was torn apart by sharks. By the thirty-eighth time, his heart disease had worsened and his life was hanging by a thread. Eight months pregnant, I changed flights three times and flew twenty-three hours across half the world to find him. When the door opened, a little boy who looked exactly like him lifted his face and said, "I thought Mom was back." Robert rushed out barefoot, panic written all over his

The black rubber hull of the zodiac boat slammed violently against the crest of a freezing saltwater wave, throwing a blinding spray of icy brine straight into my face. The sting was sharp, a brutal wake-up call that washed away the last lingering numbness of the mountain fortress. I choked on the taste of salt and fuel, my fingers cramping as I clawed into the wet nylon webbing of the safety lines. The Pacific night was an absolute, terrifying void. Behind us, the lights of the Vancouver coastline had long since drowned in the thick, rolling banks of fog. Ahead, there was nothing but the vast, churning expanse of the international sound—and Aisha.

The sea was cold, and the foam of its waters that were stained by a dark blue by the night and from time to time stained by the brightness of the fireworks exploding in the skies enveloped the tips of my fingers as the sand gave way and I gradually sank my ankles. Vraxlon's hand still held mine, and that was the only certainty I had to be being followed by him, since we haven't spoken since we went down the sharp and large stones of that immense cliff. Up there, people still danced, screamed, drank and celebrated for another year. They celebrated that they could live to thank the land for another night of life. And below them, two creatures from hell were entramble in the icy sea, involved i