Ocean State Book Review Novels & Stories

Still, one thing was sure: the Ocean's nightside scenery was enough to call it breathtaking in itself, leaving her feeling entirely empty, with no room for any emotions except peace and calmness. She shut her eyes momentarily, inhaling deeply, filling her lungs with the soft fragrance of the Ocean. Forgetting that she was not alone there, and a pair of eyes kept watching over her. "I guess you like what you see so much." Byron walked up to her, calmly put one hand in his pants pocket, and looked out at the endless Ocean with deep sight.

I was an ugly outcast who did not fit in, death was the only way out for there was no use for me in this world. With more tears of anguish trailing down my face, I closed my eyes. Knowing that soon I would plunge and drown into this humongous ocean river, ending my life. Releasing one last terrified breath, I jumped and fell. Suddenly a gentle loving voice started speaking from nowhere. It was everywhere and ringing in my ears. Before I formed you in the womb Olivia Phillips, I knew you. Before you were born, I set you apart; I created your inmost being and knit you together in your mother`s womb.

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"How are you adjusting to Ocean's world? It can be quite overwhelming for outsiders. All the politics and social dynamics and unspoken rules. It took me months to figure it all out when Ocean and I were together." When Ocean and I were together. She makes sure to slip that in. A reminder that she was here first. That she knows things I don't. "I'm managing," I say. "I'm sure you are. Ocean is very protective. I'm sure he shields you from the worst of it." She smiles. "You're lucky to have someone looking out for you like that. Given your background, having that kind of security must be such a relief." My background. Meaning I'm an orphan with no family and no resources. Meaning I'm dependent

"Or maybe I've just read The Awakening too many times." "I haven't read that one," he replied. "You should. It's by Kate Chopin." "I'll give it a try." Another wave came in, but it only made it as far as my shoulders before rolling out again. I spread my hand against the sand beside me. "Don't worry," I told him. "When the water comes in I'll just float." "I'll have to take your word for that." "You were right," I said, matching the lightness of his tone. "The ocean is very calming."

LUCEN'S POV I had never known the ocean to be a liar. When the tide rose, it revealed only what it wanted—sun‑kissed foam, drifting kelp, the occasional flash of a dolphin’s dorsal fin. But in the weeks since Eli vanished, the sea had become a silent conspirator, swallowing his scent, his heartbeat, his very existence. Every night I lay on the deck of the private cutter we’d hired, staring up at a sky that seemed to stare back, indifferent. My mind replayed Osen’s last words, the way his eyes had cut through the gloom, “We owe our conscience something.”

She’s curious, while I’m desperate to tear away her clothing and enjoy the body that has been given only to me. Shivers run down my spine at the thought. I was her first, and her last. There is no man who could take my place, and never would be. Ocean gave herself, all of herself, to me, and I’ll be damned if I don’t cherish this woman and worship the ground she walks on. By the time we finally reach the lake, I’m burning in anticipation. Carefully, I set Ocean back to her feet and offer my hand for the support she would need, just in case, she feels a little dizzy after the walk with her head hanging down.

She'd asked the guy running the bet if it was legit, double-checked the terms, and even got the signed agreement before diving straight into the choppy waves. Chad could still see it like it was yesterday—her small frame disappearing into the water while he gripped the railing, his knuckles turning white.

“Everything is exactly where it should be. The transition to the new legal framework is complete. Victor reported zero movement from the remaining splinter cells in the last forty...eight hours. It’s unnatural.” Ocean walked toward me, her movements fluid and slow, her hands resting on the swell of her stomach. She looked radiant in the morning light, a stark contrast to the hollow, grinding restlessness in my chest. She didn't look like a woman who had just finished a war... she looked like a woman who had finally come home.

"Please don't cry… It hurts me to see you like this." Perhaps he had loved me, I thought. But it didn't matter now. We had already reached the point of no return. Rain lashed down at midnight, yet Gabriel was still outside. He didn't have an umbrella, and he didn't seek shelter from the rain. He just stood stubbornly in the storm. I looked at his soaked figure through the peephole. He had been just as drenched the day he pulled me out of the ocean. Even so, I held firm and didn't let him inside.