Novel & Cerita Rising Tide Book

She would not allow herself to falter now. Grabbing her jacket from the back of the chair, Isabella strode to the window, looking down at the bustling city below. It was a familiar view, one she had grown accustomed to since taking the reins at Orion Tech. The city was hers to conquer now, but the path ahead wasn’t going to be easy. She could feel Ryan’s shadow hanging over her every step, a constant reminder of what she had lost—and what she intended to take back.

The island rose out of the water, cruel and taunting. Sand that shifted with every heartbeat lay before them, a pitiless reminder of their fragility. Amelia looked over her shoulder at the rising tide, its waves hungrily curling toward them. They would have to move faster than ever. "This is where it starts," Gabriel's voice came as he began barking commands, his green eyes calculating, urgent. Amelia scanned the sands, watched them writhe and dance, an idea springing to mind. She knew it was risky, but she also knew she was right. Lucas challenged Gabriel with a snort, dismissing his plan: "Your way will get us all drowned." The tension between them snapped in the salty air. "We have to tim

Rita’s POV Hi there, I’m Rita Davis, a first-year student at Picaremore University in the bustling metropolis of Shenza City. Life wasn't always like this for me. I was raised as the only child by my father in Lacoste Town, a quiet little place far from the hustle and bustle of the big city. But ever since I lost my mother at the tender age of eight, things have been different.Growing up, I always dreamed of studying in Shenza City. It was a dream shared by many youngsters in Lacoste Town, a glimmer of hope in an otherwise ordinary existence.

I wondered, as I stared up at the sky, who would come out on top or would we lose everything. VERITY I flexed my hand, feeling nothing but softness underneath, not just underneath; all around me. Lazily I slid my eyes open and saw nothing but white surrounding me, and rubbing my cheek against Shamshiel’s downy feathers, marveling at the softness against my skin. His wing shifted, opening slowly, and I saw his bare torso, the muscles rippling as his wing moved. I felt like I was coming out of a cocoon and looked up into his face, a small smile on his lips. In his hands he had the Bible. I raised a brow at his choice of reading.

“The two cities, Casterfall and Hailborne, were both the underlying source of the region’s…” “Seriously, do I really have to do this every day?” Tristan whispered to himself, letting out a huge breath. Thick, ancient-looking books were piled at his both sides on the table. One book was opened, resting between his elbows but the writings were too frustrating for him. They were so tiny and full of complicated words which he had never known of before. “Okay, that’s it,” Tristan finally spoke up as he closed the big book which was all about the geographical history of Northrend region.