Percy Candle Cove Novels & Stories

“Oh . . . wow.” Hannah let the car roll to a stop along the Cove road as she stared down the short stretch of Pelican Bay shoreline, then out to the Point, where the McCraes’ lighthouse stood, a proud old sentry, historic and beloved. The sun was just rising above the horizon line behind it, casting it in a pinkish-golden halo of light.

she said, still chopping away. I gulped at that. I couldn’t really wrap my head around the size of this place. “Why is it called Black Cove,” I asked, since she seemed so agreeable to answering questions. “Oh you’ll see one day. We have a large coastline on the southwest end, it’s stunning. White sandy beaches and clear water. I haven’t been in awhile but I’d love to take the kids in the summer. The tale is that there was a big human pirate ship called “The Black” that sank half a mile off shore,” she said, as she moved around.

“Sea caves?” He leaned forward, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret. “There’s a secluded cove, just a short boat ride from here. Locals call it the Aphrodite Caves. The water glows in shades of sapphire and gold when the sun hits, and the acoustics…” His grin widened. “Let’s just say, everything feels… amplified.” Angela laughed, narrowing her eyes playfully. “Amplified, hm? This sounds suspiciously like a line.”

Author’s POV “This is Paradise!” Vivi yelled looking at the place where the local alpha, Matt Wheeler, suggested to stay. Inn of Cannon Beach is 2 minutes walk from the beach, has a private garden full with wild flowers and in the middle of the garden a beautiful pond is placed. The best thing is that the place where the wedding will be held, Haystack Rock is 15 minutes’ walk away so Matt Wheeler was right, the place is perfect.

“I was thinking about taking a walk along the beach.” “Yeah? We could take a walk later tonight and I’ll show you my favorite spot here. There’s a bioluminescent cove on the east side, it’s beautiful all year round. We could also go to the village if you want. There’s a market and the locals know me.” Cathy bit back a smile. “Mr. Theodore Cyneric, are you saying you’ll miss me if I go out on my own for a walk? Or are you trying to show off your island to me?”

"Woah, Percy, Impressive, wait...fire?" He was letting me roam around the room and replied to me patiently. "Candles, I have soy wax candles that burn at a low temperature. It'll be hot but won't scar your skin. And some ice play to cool you off." Obviously only the good kind of candles for his subs, the thought made me smile and pulled him down for a kiss. "Yes, Sir," I whispered my answer, pushing my body flat to his and making him groan.

I loved coming out here during the week when it wasn't as crowded. Peyton sat in awe as she stared at the scenery in front of her. The cove was cut out and had high sides that provided shade, along with the trees that topped them. There was a bit of a waterfall that landed on flat rocks people used to slide into the lake. I hadn't seen anyone jump off the rope swing yet, but it was up there, too-you just had to hike to get to it. That freefall was worth every step up the steep bank. Beau tossed out the anchor and then the ladder. Standing on the bow, he glanced back. "You guys coming?"

CHAPTER THREE Cooper’s Cove lay a mile to the east of Dorsal Finn’s harbour. As with other areas in the town, the large cave, accessible only at low tide, had bad folklore attached to it. The place was known locally as Coven Cove, and its association with witchcraft was no secret amongst the older generations. They took delight—especially around Halloween—in scaring kids with talk about the coven of witches who used to frequent the area, one of whom allegedly wrote The Book of Shadows, a grimoire of great power.

Caleb says with a polite smile, as he turns off the engine. Coastal Cove is nestled at the back of the resort, overlooking the ocean with a breathtaking view of the sunset, and the exterior is designed to resemble a beachy laid-back vibe with natural wood accents, nautical ropes, and colorful beach umbrellas. The entrance is marked by a large, wooden sign with the coastal cove logo, sound of waves crashing against the shore creates a soothing ambiance.

"It really has been a long time since you've been back, hasn't it?" "Too long." Caden watched the scenery pass by and Jocelyn wondered what he was thinking. The evergreens were covered in white snow, creating the perfect Christmas postcard. In fact, many photographers had used the winter landscape of Christmas Cove over the years for just that reason. Within minutes, the trees gave way to a castle made with huge white stones that shimmered in the sunlight. In the back was what looked to be ski slopes with white snow as far as the eye could see behind it. "Wow."