The House On The Cerulean Sea Novels & Stories

Asher resides In a shark–like house, while Cullen resides in a house with the shape of a snail. Cullen could be seen nodding his head to the music coming from his phone while working on his laptop. Shortly, his laptop went blank. Only the white background could be seen. Cullen frowned and started tapping the keyboard, yet nothing worked. He tried turning it off but before he could hit that button, a sentence written in dripping red appeared on his screen. [ Bring my son to the middle of the ocean. Your mother is waiting for you. I want you there before midnight. ]

The central air was currently out as the outdated system finally crashed with the rest of the house attempting to figure out when the new system would be up and running. How many days have passed? I wondered faintly. “What is that?” I asked curiously as I glanced towards the billowing curtains. “The Sea is just south of here,” Cian said with a tantalizing smile. The scent drew me to it as it held an air of familiarity about it, as if I had once lived amongst the enchanting body of water, I tilted my head up slightly and inhaled deeply as the salt that was carried through the air entered my sinuses and embraced my senses. I withdrew my arms from around Cian’s chest and smirked as a possessive

The drive to the rented house was with Adria plastered against the car's windows. Sebestian was watching her enjoy the view as he had his hand wrapped around Adria and was caressing her belly. He just couldn't get enough of it. When they arrived, Adria was almost jumping with excitement to get inside the big house. It was right next to the beach, and the whole wall by the seaside was made of glass. She walked around and opened the doors to the back yard, where he was greeted by a big infinity pool that looked like it had merged with the ocean. She stood by the edge of the balcony, overlooking the beach and sea. As she was enjoying the view and the sun that was slowly fading into the sea, arm

"Just the lighthouse and the sound of the sea, that’s all I can say. The houses here seem to also have the same color so I suspect it might be an estate, I am not sure." Sebastian paused, and Gabriella suspected that he checking out the details she was giving him, "Alright, Gabriella, what else? Give me anything, what is the house like? I need more details." Gabriella looked around carefully, trying to provide details without giving too much away, aware of the risks involved with revealing her location too explicitly. "The house is large, white, with blue shutters. There's a garden outside, and... and there's a small chapel nearby, I can see it from the window," Gabriella described, she squi

You can't see anything from the inside. "Whose house is this? And where are we?" I asked him. I dozed off because JL kept me up last night. "Lian, Batangas." JL has been quiet the whole time but remained on my side. Corbin opened the door, and we went in. It's a modern beach house, and it is adorable. The sea is visible in front. "The glass is bulletproof and one way. No one knows this place but me. Cleo doesn't even know about it."

The host announced and he pulled out something that seemed to be like some piece of old files. “What we got here are some documents of land certificate with small, cozy house on top of it, and hold yourself,” He grinned, “It’s quite spacious, built on the edge of the beach with view the mountain across the sea. Still on this island, but you'll find the true paradise there! Let me show you…”

After saying this, he went inside the cottage. “Let’s go.” Ellaine was afraid that he will run fast again that she reached for his hand instinctively to stop him. “How far is the Bronithe?” “I think, how high will be the right term for it.” “Sorry?” He held her hand and pulled her to the main road. The city they have gone to had a great view of the sea. The cottages were cascading. The zigzag street went down as it went nearer to the sea. They saw how the waves clashed against the city walls and felt the strong and fresh wind. The clear blue sky reminded Ellaine of the man named Caeruleus’ eyes. It looked fantastic against the equally blue sea.

Is there anything quite as blissful as staring at the sea in a cerulean-blue gown, and the beach that dipped in earthshine-gold? The mystic call of the waves reaches out to her urging her to dive in. The sea song of the waves soothed her. When Cali cast her eyes into the sea, she observed that the horizon had hemmed in nickel silver. The sky was like a curtain of silk adorned with fluffy clouds of heavenly grace.

A place far away from all the stress and chaos. He halted when one of the listings piqued his interest. The first house that caught his attention, causing him to stop scrolling down, was perched on a private cliffside. It had long glass walls that opened directly to the sea. White pebbles lined the path leading to the beach below, and the view was endless blue water kissing the sky. The interior was bright, all soft cream and sand colors. There was a small fountain in the middle of the living room, and the sound of running water filled the air. The house looked like a piece of heaven, worth the millions it was going for. He sighed.

The air itself changed, discarding the soot and tension of the city for the pungent, clean scent of pine and sea. The Maine coast house was not ostentatious like the penthouse. It was a shingled, stoutly constructed home, weathered to a soft grey by centuries of Atlantic storms, standing on a rocky headland as though it had grown there. Its windows looked out over an endless stretch of bucking, steel-blue water, a sight that made men's troubles seem ludicrously tiny.