Shiera Seastar Novels & Stories

“We are here to get you out!” For the first time I take a good look at the siren. She looks to be a girl around our age in her early twenties. She has on what appears to be some kind of sea plant sewn together in a mini skirt of sorts. She has a matching tube top deal, that kind of resembles a slimy dark green sports bandage wrapped around her chest. She is tall and thin, with a nice figure which is mostly on display.

That’s so trivial but still sad; well, in a way. The girl cleared her throat. “Sorry about that. I love trophies, too, but I just hate cleaning. Hmp! I’ll email daddy later for what they’ve made me do.” Hera sniggered as they walked inside the elevator. She’d never thought the girl would make her feel comfortable, for once, having some company. “I’m Shiera, by the way.” Shiera winked. “I’m in HUMSS B-2, Code 3.” She didn’t get it, but she nodded anyway.

If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have left me. Shelly opened her eyes. "What am I going to report to Princess Aqua? Your Highness is going to be enraged. She has been grooming Sophia for so long." My gaze flashed to her. Grooming Sophie? What did that even mean? Before I could ask, Shelly explained. "Sophia's grandmother was a powerful sea witch, a Star Harvester. These beings are second in command to the Sea Witch Queen. It is rumored that they harvest the power of all deceased sea witches, including the old sea witch queens before they die and pass it down to each current sea witch Queen. They protect that power, the star. Some say that because of this ability, they are the most vital mer

“After you triggered the Protocol and vanished? Chaos. The Guild splintered. Skysea declared you a traitor and claimed your assets. Liam… Liam refused to believe it. He’s been looking for you. For three years.” Liam. My chest tightens. The cautious, skilled veteran in the crater. He didn’t recognize me. Of course he didn’t. I was a ghost wearing a stranger’s face. “He’s here,” I say quietly. “In this Instance. With me.” Jenna’s eyes go wide. Then a terrible understanding dawns. “The Island of Beginnings. The global hunt for the Perfect Clear rookies. Kiera, you’re the prize. And if Skysea finds out you’re back, but weak…”

But before the show could begin, the stage had already drawn attention. A few mornings later, a sharp female voice broke Shallow Bay's calm. "So this is the Shallow Bay everyone mentioned? Looks unimpressive. What good stock could this place possibly have?" A merchant ship with a white sail, the Seagull, anchored beyond the reef. On the bow stood a sharp-eyed middle-aged woman in a clean waterproof suit, toying with a gold coin. Her nickname was Ledger, and she was a notorious hard-bargaining merchant in this stretch of sea.

Chapter Nineteen I pulled her closer, tugging her swimsuit bottoms out of my way. I let go of her nipple, watching as she sank onto my dick. Sheathing me inside of her cunt. Her eyes slipped closed and she bit her lower lip. The shadows danced along her skin from the ocean breeze moving through the palm tree above us. She rolled her hips and I moved closer, taking her other nipple between my teeth and giving it a sharp tug before soothing it with my tongue.

In the cockpit, Elias reviewed the data from the shard. He thought he was alone. He was wrong. The door behind him slid open with no alert. Lira didn’t move from her seat, but she went still. Because what stepped in… Was Sera. But Sera wasn’t on this side of the ship. She was below deck. Naked. Sleeping. Elias blinked. “...Syra?” The clone smiled. “No.” And then her eyes flashed blue. Not Mira. Not Syra. Something else. > “VAIL.ROOT.EXE: EXECUTED.”

Mia — “Serah.” Serah — “Yes, sister. How are you?” Mia — “I am fine, sister. I miss you.” Serah — “I miss you as well. When are you coming back?” Mia — “We’re on our way back, Serah. We’ll be there in no time.” Serah — “Really, sister?” Mia — “Yes, Serah. I’m coming to you and Gael.” Serah — “Okay, sister. I’m so excited. I’ll be waiting for you here.”

Summer 2006 Thirteen-year-old Regina was rushing to the kitchen because Isabella, her nanny, had promised she could eat ice cream once she was done with her homework. She'd done it in record time and wanted her reward. Isa never lied and if she wanted anything, she could have it but there was a kind of excitement she always felt whenever she earned her rewards. A sort of fulfillment a thirteen-year-old didn't have words to describe. Since she was in a hurry, she wasn't careful with her steps and missed the last two stairs. With a scream, she went flying, prepared to land on her face and break her nose. Instead, strong arms wrapped around her and she fell on top of something hard. Her forehea

She had been brave enough to offer, and he had rejected it. The Shark told himself it was for the best, as he watched her eyes mist with unshed tears. Lowering her lashes, she bent her head and began to tie her back her dress. He reminded himself again that he had done the right thing. For the second time in a few days, Shira wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. He was a rogue, used to stealing his way through and commiting other abhorrent acts, and she was the lady, future Luna of Diek and she had offered herself up so cheaply – and all because he had shown her a little kindness. She flinced slightly, her hands still on the knot she was forming on her dress, when he spoke again.