Te Ka Moana Novels & Stories

"Everything tasted so good, so fresh." "It is always so here," Mahana said. "Perhaps you'd like Manahau and Rotui to help you relax after your meal? Manahau is Tahitian for wise spirit and Rotui is the name of a high peak on Moorea island between Opunuhu and Cook Bays." "I'd like that," Krista said without hesitating, looking admiringly at the two sturdy, broad-chested men in their 30s, like Mahana dressed in just a long sarong.

Always Eleanor. "Mama?" she says quietly. "Is the Maldives far away?" "Very far away, sweetheart." "Farther than Paris?" "Much farther. It's in the Indian Ocean. Near India." "Will we see India?" "We'll fly over it." Her eyes light up. "Really?" "Really. And we'll see the ocean. Miles and miles of it. And then islands. Tiny islands with white beaches and blue water and—" "CORAL REEFS!" Alexander has returned to his default volume. "I SAW PICTURES! There are FISH! SO MANY FISH! And SHARKS!"

Raven We are currently on our second leg of our traveling, Kai received word from his parents that Kyle, Kevin and Jada made it to the pack and were exemplary in every way, especially Jada with her herb and healing knowledge so we gained Three awesome new members. This place, the Maldives is absolutely breath-taking, the sea is so beautiful I feel like I'm floating in the skies, Kai tried his best to teach me how to swim and how to float, I sink every time but floating I manage, it's just laying back like on a bed, quite relaxing.

Becky noticed. Everyone did. “Kai?” Kion said slowly. Kai forced himself to breathe. Once. Twice. “Plenty of people have silver-streaked hair.” The scout nodded quickly. “Y–yes, sir. I thought the same. But they were very specific. They said the sea calms when she’s near.” Becky’s fingers curled around the arm of her chair. “Where.” The scout flinched. “The northern marsh villages. Tidehaven. Blackshore.”

"Moana." I kept walking. "You'll come running back," he called after me. "I've left my print on you. No man will ever make you feel the way I made you feel. No man will ever touch you the way I touched you. No man will ever know your body the way I know it. You're mine, Moana. You'll only moan for me. And you'll come back." I wiped my tears as I ran. I couldn't let him see. I couldn't let him know that he was right.

“Pearl, please. I really do need your help. It is not just about me. It is the whole pack. Everything is falling apart.” I felt Kade go still beside me. Moana looked between us quickly. “I know he needs a place to stay. Both of you do. I can give you shelter. Food. Safety. Just hear me out.” Her eyes moved back to my bruises. “Let me help you this time.” I folded my arms tightly, unsure whether it was anger or fear that kept my voice steady. “You lost the right to say that,” I told her. Moana’s eyes filled instantly.

“I’ll get you a full set. Bite-proof and drama-free.” “And jellyfish?” “None,” Mischa said. “But there was a purple fish earlier that looked weird.” Max slapped his floatie excitedly. “Hurry, Mommy! We have to explore the ocean before those fish swim off to Hawaii!”

The solution lay miles away. “There’s a storm hitting the atlantic next week. We can wait it out.” Jodie was perpetually on egg-shells with travelling via sea. Kaol, his other subordinate who was nothing short of middle-eastern cat, bright speckled yellow eyes ringed by shimerring blue was an outcast from changeling who had managed to live in order in African subcontinent. Jodie pursed her lips whenever she disagreed with him or Kaol.

He pulled me deeper into the water and out of my thoughts. We waded out further into the water until it came up just below my breasts. Something brushed against my leg and I let out a shriek. Dom wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. “What was that?” I asked, looking up at him, and he gave me a smile. “Maybe a shark?” “Can we go back to the shore?” “Sarah, I’m just kidding. I brushed my foot against you.” He wrapped his arms tighter around me and I pouted up at him.

Suddenly, the Mariana Trench in the Pacific popped into my head. "Stupid Nova!" I snapped at myself, tugging at my hair. "We are between the Mediterranean and the Ionian Sea, you idiot! What Mariana Trench?!" But no, it didn't matter. It felt as if those bizarre, mutated little creatures living in that eternal darkness where sunlight never reaches were waving up at me from right beneath the yacht.