Queen Coral Novels & Stories

“We must not imagine that there is nothing at the bottom of the sea but bare yellow sand. No, indeed, for on this sand grow the strangest flowers and plants, the leaves and stems of which are so pliant that the slightest agitation of the water causes them to stir as if they had life. Fishes, both large and small, glide between the branches as birds fly among the trees here upon land. “In the deepest spot of all stands the castle of the Sea King. Its walls are built of coral, and the long Gothic windows are of the clearest amber. The roof is formed of shells that open and close as the water flows over them. Their appearance is very beautiful, for in each lies a glittering pearl which would be

His fins were iridescent with rainbow reflections that shone a different colour from different angles when you looked at it. His skin was a pale shade of green, his nails as sharp as claws and his teeth were sharp as well, but he did not look like a monster or a creature that was capable of killing someone. His pale green skin partnered with his jewel like eyes, long white hair and accents of the rainbow, he was truly a beauty. Qykerth’s eyes widened when he suddenly noticed the crown cover in shells on the prince’s forehead with all the pearls decorating his face like a frame and that were at his hips as well.

Turquoise water surrounded me, blinding and endless. A school of tiny orange fish darted past, pecking at invisible crumbs, brushing against my arms like pests. I growled, batting them away. Further down, I caught sight of a coral reef. Colors flared in red, purple, green, jagged and beautiful, swaying with the tide. No Manolya. No white dress, no pale skin breaking through the blue. Only shadows shifting, mocking me. I dove deeper. The sea floor came into view, sand rippling with the pull of the ocean.

Turquoise water surrounded me, blinding and endless. A school of tiny orange fish darted past, pecking at invisible crumbs, brushing against my arms like pests. I growled, batting them away. Further down, I caught sight of a coral reef. Colors flared in red, purple, green, jagged and beautiful, swaying with the tide. No Manolya. No white dress, no pale skin breaking through the blue. Only shadows shifting, mocking me. I dove deeper. The sea floor came into view, sand rippling with the pull of the ocean.

"It reminds us that our activities can protect the domains we hold expensive." Alder's voice held appreciation. "The Coral Guardians' commitment to keeping up the agreement is genuinely rousing." Birch's eyes shimmered with creative inspiration. "Let's ensure this submerged balance remains unbroken." As we dug more profound into the insider facts of the Coral Field, we found that the corals were not as it were given shield and food but moreover held the control to mend and reestablish the tenants of the Precious stone Isles. The concordant energies of the corals brought peace and adjustment to those who looked for comfort in their dynamic grasp.

She pointed to a rack at the end of the counter. Three rows of the implements stood like tube sponges, in all different colors and patterns. Some had spots, others swirls, others were solid colors. If Humans were so fond of colorful things, why weren’t they more concerned with maintaining coral reefs? Exactly the reason she was here. And why she needed the notebook. Angel selected a green and blue pen that reminded her of Atlantian waters. “This one will do. And, actu-ally,” she selected a second pen and another book, “I’ll take two.”

"Yeah! Look at the white coral. It's crystal clear and as white as jade. It's really rare!" Su looked at the coral here and couldn't help but sigh in admiration. In the past, when they were in high school, this place was still under construction. Unexpectedly, in a few years, this place had changed like this. As he looked at the various types of underwater plants on the stand, Adeline truly had an eye-opener. "Evelyn, come and take a look at this place." "What?" Following Adeline's gaze, Evelyn saw a large piece of seaweed in a glass case. It was a ball-like object with many small flowers that looked like the sun growing on it. It was golden in color and looked very beautiful.

At once, both men kicked backwards to give her more room. She was absolutely stunning, her tail the color of coral, all pinks and oranges and yellows. Her scales sparkled in the light of the nearby dancing orbs. Her bodysuit was elaborate, decorated in many dozens of small shells and gemstones. The decoration continued up through her long hair, merging into the tall crown she wore. Her crown was the tallest of any other in the room. Yet even if she hadn’t have been wearing it, from her regality and her poise, I would have known this merfolk woman was the Queen.

The guardians of the coral had slipped out of their cracks and were silently watching me as I lay down on the ocean floor. They weren't the kind of creatures one would encounter in the deep on a casual basis. These majestic creatures were unique, as evidenced by their coral-colored bodies, which glowed and pulsated like the coral. Reaching out, I brushed my fingers against one that resembled a lionfish but had a glowing spine. They all swam closer as if they were asking for a pat from me, which I could understand. Given how far the kingdoms were from this location, they most likely never saw a soul.

Now, they were finally ready to move on and let go of the past that once haunted them. Charles designed Coral's tail with all the things she loved in mind. Her favourite colours of orange and teal and an emblem of her favourite animal just above the right fin. Just like back then, the seahorse had always remained her favourite animal. Charles had programmed the DNA change to become active once Coral touched water so there was nothing left to do but head for the royal palace deep in the ocean.