Novel & Cerita Shattered Sea

She looked over her left shoulder to find that the whole side of the castle had crumbled into the sea, causing a mighty wave to crash over them. She heard screaming and looked back to see the Immortalists tumbling into the sea. They fell so quickly they didn’t even have time to fly to safety, and as soon as they hit the waves, the angry ocean swallowed them up. As the tiles began to give way beneath her feet, Scarlet slammed her back against the wall of the corridor and pushed Sage back with her arm. The black water churned several feet below them. Scarlet suddenly felt as though she were balancing precariously on the ledge of a mountain.

he called out. Vanessa had just ended her call when she heard the voice. Turning around, her eyes met the gaze of her treacherous husband, Lucas, the man who had shattered her soul and broken her heart to pieces three years ago. Hatred coursed through her veins, but she maintained a calm and nonchalant expression "V... Vanessa?" Lucas stuttered, unsure if he was dreaming. The woman before him couldn't possibly be Vanessa. That timid, pathetic woman he once knew could never transform into this stunning beauty.

I pressed harder. The cliff loomed ahead, jagged, merciless, the ocean below roaring like it was calling for me. Its waves smashed against the rocks with a violence that mirrored the storm inside me, each crash echoing the beat of my racing heart. My tears blurred it all into a painting of chaos, red from the dying sun, black from the shadows creeping over the land, white from the foam that exploded upward like the sea itself was screaming.

It surged upward, blasting into the sky and striking the waves with a violent shudder. The ocean shivered. The silhouette faltered. Ares’s gold roared, backing the goddess off an inch. Aria leaned her forehead to mine, breath shaking. “Clara we’re doing it. We’re pushing her back.” I felt it. We were. The goddess’s reach recoiled like she’d touched something lethal. Because she had. She’d touched us. And for the first time since she shattered herself the goddess under the sea knew she could lose.

I read until the sun came up and my tears ran dry. And I understood, finally, why Dante Marchetti's eyes were so cold. He'd married the daughter of his nightmares. And now we were both trapped in a house built on lies and blood.

Vanessa stood frozen in the doorway of the suite. Her hair was wet from the rain outside. Her mascara had started to run. The phone in her hand, the phone with the photo of her and Marcus counting cash, was trembling like she was holding a live wire. "It is you," she whispered again. "You are supposed to be dead." Seraphina stood very still. Damien was between them. On his feet now, his whole body tense like he was about to intercept something coming fast.

The storm raged, waves crashing against the hull of the black ship as it cut through the violent sea. Rain pelted the deck, stinging the faces of the grim crew as they worked to keep the vessel on course. At the wheel stood the captain, tall and imposing, his face marred by a jagged scar crossing his left eye, now milky white and blind.

The shattered fragments seemed to mock me, their jagged edges gleaming in the dim light, as I lay there, lost in a sea of despair, my world reduced to a broken, bloody mess. I wasn’t sure what hurt worse, the urn shards protruding from my chest… or my shattered heart.

At a time when the Lycan Alpha would have pierced her father through with his weapon,he suddenly paused and his hand that was raised up became suspended in the air. He gave a loud growl and the whole warriors heard his growl. It was a growl from a painful defeat. Everyone stopped and looked towards the Lycan Alpha. The sword had pierced his belly through and blood gushed out. His eyes went red and the sword in his hand gradually got loosened from it's grip as it fell off. Isabella suddenly withdrew her sword and gave him another deadly blow on his back neck. This was too much for the Lycan Alpha to withstand...

Susan Jackson has always aspired to be a successful fashion designer. Unfortunately that dream was beginning to look impossible after numerous rejection from the number one fashion company in New York. Faced with the opportunity to compete with various students for the opportunity to finally become a designer in the Beautyspy fashion company. Susan will do anything to make sure her dreams come true, even if it means working closely with her old crush Joseph Crown, CEO of Beautyspy fashion company and her despicable step sister Amelia Friday.