Shark Suit Blanket Novels & Stories

Equipment: Camouflage Fur Coat Equipment Level: 10 Equipment Type: Prototype (Unranked) Equipment Description: This coat is a prototype made by Tailor Sam during his youth that doesn't grant its wearer any defensive stats. Instead, the wearer will be able to use the skill , allowing for him or her to blend into their surroundings.

I was sure that Alex had been furrowing his eyebrows with a sarcastic grin on his face. "Maybe- I don't know. Don't take it personally it's the anxiety talking." "Okay then well you can open your eyes now. I promise you there are no sharks involved," I did as he said and I fluttered my eyes open so that I could get used to the light of day. I gasped and widened my eyes once they finally registered what he had done. Alex had organised a white and navy picnic blanket and a straw basket that held an abundant amount of food and a variety of drinks that included the bottled water he promised.

I laugh. All of a sudden I hear the soft roar of the waves. Finally, he put me down and said, “Are you ready?” “Yeah,” I sound impatient. He unties the cloth and as it falls from my eyes, I let out a gasp. A white tent, crafted from light, flowing fabric, stands on the sandy beach. The glow of string lights hangs between bamboo poles planted in the sand. Lanterns with flickering candles are placed around the area, casting a golden hue. A large white blanket, decorated with push cushions in pastel and ocean-inspired colours.

I ask, pointing at the black Sherpa-lined fleece blanket among the pillows. “Of course. I brought it in here for you.” “Really?” “Yeah. You’re always complaining about how cold it is,” he says, his lips twitching. “Only when we’re outside.” “She says as she wraps the blanket around her body like a burrito.” He laughs, looking at me over his shoulder. I stick my tongue out at him but snuggle down more into the warm, cozy blanket. Reid’s woodsy and spicy scent surrounds me like an extra layer of warmth, drawing my wolf forward more, and I lift the edge to my nose, breathing it in. “It smells like you.”

An albatross was swooping toward the point where the sun and the sea converged on the horizon. Standing there with one shoe in each hand, I inhaled the natural scent of the environment and twirled my body in full circle until I faced Hudson. Behind him, I saw that he had spread out a medium size acrylic beach blanket on the sand, overshadowed by a Japanese black pine tree. Even the food laid in the center with two fluffy white cushions. Trying to hide the smile on my face, I looked away and walked past him to sit on the blanket to get to those chicken tenders.

A cloak lined with fur. Real fur. Not cheap. Not rushed. Made for me. I hold the cloak against my cheek. Why is he doing this? He bought me like property. He locked me in this room. He assigned a guard to watch my every move. And now he sends me warm food and soft clothes and a blanket for the cold nights. I do not understand him. I do not understand any of this. The blanket is heavy. I spread it across my bed. The wool is thick. The color is deep blue. Like the sky just before dawn.

he says insistently and gestures for me to go upstairs to change. I squeeze the clothes in my hands. He is right, I do want to go, even if it's a risk. “Thank you for this,” I whisper before I stand up. Once I’m in the bedroom I put on the black uniform nervously. It’s been a while since I used clothes this tight, I feel exposed but at the same time free, the Shark uniform prioritizes comfort and mobility. I look at my reflection in the mirror and I smile. The uniform fits me perfectly, it adjusts my body just right and it shows my curves and my long legs. No one can ever guess how pretty my legs are when I wear the Bearer dress. For a moment I let myself indulge in a fantasy of what might h

Chelsea guided him to a specific spot on the sand, and Arc's feet seemed to root themselves to the ground, his movements freezing as he took in the sight before him. As Arc's gaze fell upon the spot, he was met with a breathtakingly romantic setup. A beautifully woven blanket, in shades of soft blue and white, was spread out on the sand, adorned with an elegant lace trim. The blanket was surrounded by a delicate array of candles, their soft golden light flickering in the gentle ocean breeze, casting a warm glow over the entire setting.