Sea Wife Novels & Stories

Bayu led the way to a yacht waiting at the dock. The yacht looked luxurious, glistening in the twilight sun. Wordlessly, Bayu helped Sefia onto the boat, holding her hand tightly, as if he didn't want to let go. The sea breeze gently blew Sefia's hair, making the atmosphere feel even more dramatic.

"And then, I have a surprise for you during this trip." "The island?" Riley asked, her face flushing. Then, she named the caretakers of the island, "Miguel? Lorenzo and Mariana?" Adrian chuckled. He answered, "Yes, them, and you will have a lot of seafood. However, we need to cut down on those crustaceans, Riley. You need more omega 3." "I'm still excited! I can't wait," Riley said cheerfully, embracing her husband and kissing his cheek repeatedly. "I miss this time alone with you, Hun. And for whatever surprise you have in store for me, I know it will be awesome."

Tristan was arrested. My body had been lying there for many days. Even though Tristan sprayed countless air fresheners, it was impossible to mask the stench that filled the air. Finally, my body was taken out of that terrifying steamer. But because Tristan hadn't taken any special precautions, when the professionals removed me from the steamer, I had already become stuck to it. They tore off large chunks of rotting flesh. I felt a bit sorry as I watched the professionals suppress their physical discomfort and dutifully carry out their tasks.

My soul drifted up from a cage at the bottom of the ocean, somehow ending up near Isaac Thornton. Liam Donovan, his assistant, told Isaac, "Mr. Thornton, Mrs. Thornton's been in the ocean for a day and a night. The water's freezing; she might not make it." Isaac replied, "She's only been in the ocean for a day and a night, but my Mandy's gone forever." Liam tried again, "But the dead can't be brought back. If something happens to Mrs. Thornton..." Isaac threw a stack of papers at him.

They left the SeaWorld complex and Mang Ali drove them to Ancol Beach, where there were various beachfront restaurants with beautiful views of the sea. "How about Segarra Seafood?" William asked. Emmy replied enthusiastically, "Yes! I love black pepper crab if they have it on the menu. What grilled fish do they have?" "Let’s just go inside, Baby!" William said, putting his arm around Emmy’s shoulder. They were immediately greeted by a friendly waiter. They were led to a table and started choosing the seafood specialties whose photos were displayed in the menu book.

His grin widened as he opened the passenger door for me. The drive didn’t take long. Soon the glow of firelight bled through the trees, and the sound of laughter spilled into the night. The bonfire was already alive, flames licking the sky, sparks snapping upward like tiny fireflies. The clearing buzzed with voices, the smell of roasted meat and woodsmoke thick in the air. Lila tugged me toward the circle. “Come on, meet the crew.” A girl with glossy dark hair twisted into a braid waved from the logs where she was sitting. Her sharp gray eyes softened when she looked at me. “That must be Aria. I’m Selene.”

The sun cast a golden hue over the calm sea as the ship gently cut through the waves. The chaos of battle was behind them, and the open ocean, vast and still, lay ahead. For the first time in weeks, there was peace—not just around them, but within their hearts. Serena sat on the deck with Kiara and Nivera, the three women gathered in a quiet corner of the boat where the wind wasn’t too harsh and the sound of the sea was a soft lull in the background. They had barely known each other before this journey, but now they shared something much deeper than casual acquaintance. They had stood beside each other through darkness and war, through secrets and truth. They had become sisters in arms, bond

When I was five, I was always excited whenever it was time for bed. My Grandma Momma will cook our dinner. Let me brush my teeth and comb my long hair. And after that, she will put me into bed and bedtime stories will follow. She told me a lot of fantasy stories, but my favorite was the pirate of the Lost Sea named Escarial. He was the epitome of perfection. Gentleman, handsome, a knight in shining armor to most of the ladies in their land, and most of all, he caught the heart of the brave princess, Athalia.

Six months later, Laura woke up feeling happier and more complete than she ever had in her life. She was now Mrs. Tsarkopolis. She lay there for a moment, letting her eyes adjust to the soft light streaming through the white curtains. She smiled as she felt the soft swaying of the 120-foot luxury yacht, the Sea Star, that Angelo had chartered for their two-week honeymoon through the Greek islands. He had wanted to show her where his family was from and do it in style. She closed her eyes again. She found the sensation of being on the water relaxing. She stretched and yawned, then rolled over.

I clench my fists around the steering wheel. David and I have been married for almost eight years. He does not love me; I know that we got married because I was pregnant. I was eighteen, it was a drunken mistake. Who knew that everything they sold at the bar had alcohol in it. David was older than me and took responsibility as he put it at the time. He was thirty at the time. He told me he would be there for me and our baby, he was already in the navy at the time. Now he is a Navy seal and is deployed for years on end to months on end. He provides and loves his daughter; I cannot fault him for that.