She Ra Sea Hawk Novels & Stories

Nothing can be achieved by waiting for Beth to be revived, so I stumble towards the hatch separating the cryonic area from the bridge and press the auto control. On the flight deck, warning lights flash a kaleidoscope of colors across every screen. Monitors stream data from the ship sensors as Ingoran, our pilot, switches view constantly. “What’s going on?” I yell above the sound of the alarms. Ingoran ignores my question. “Look!” Judah standing beside Peter, shouts. The main screen displays a tsunami of cosmic projectiles hurtling towards us. An asteroid storm stretches into deep space as far as the eye can see. I realize that somewhere back in time, a giant supernova must have exploded.

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

Holy shit. She was stunning, sharp cheekbones, full lips, piercing hazel eyes that looked like they could read every filthy thought in my head. A small scar traced her left eyebrow, giving her a dangerous, sexy edge. “Name’s Rhea,” she said, setting the helmet on the seat. Her voice was smoother now, laced with dry amusement. “Rhea Kane. Your father hired me two hours ago when your usual team started dropping like flies. Clearly, they weren’t up to the job.”

With the strongest metal on the planet and fused with magic… I will make sure that no other chupacabra gets through. But even finding this location is because of her. She told me what to search for, in the coral reefs where the Hawksbill turtles feed… and I did, that is what led me right here. I owe her. A gushing sound of water penetrating the sphere around us makes me turn as water splashes across my feet and Antonio steps forward, forming a narrower rectangle area with Benigno closing off the sudden gap in the barrier. ‘Where has she gone?’ I ask through the link, realising Rhea has gone.

Rin’s skin crawled. Rhea’s voice cut through from the center of camp. “Rowan’s hawk,” she called. “Incoming.” Rin looked up. Sure enough, a dark shape cut through the grey sky—a hawk with something small and glowing tied to one leg, wings beating steady and sure despite the damp air. It circled once, then spiraled down, landing on a low branch near Rhea’s shoulder. Rhea held out her arm; the hawk hopped onto it, talons careful on leather. A small, smooth stone, no bigger than Rin’s thumb, glowed faintly blue, tied to the bird’s leg with twine.

The day my daughter was fighting for her life, my wife, Shirley Hartley, was busy helping her childhood friend Oliver Burke get married. I called seventeen times. On my eighteenth try, she finally picked up. "Shirley, Nyssa's getting worse. The doctor says she needs life support now. They want twenty grand upfront. Where's the money?" Her voice turned ice-cold. "I used it. Oliver's wedding is coming up, and that stuff costs money. I'm not letting his fiancée's family look down on him. "Nyssa just has asthma, right? She coughs a little and suddenly they want twenty grand? Sounds like a scam." Nyssa lay in the hospital bed, her tiny face ghost-pale. Her eyes slowly opened. "Daddy, I wa