The Legend Of The Blue Sea Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” I took a deep breath, steadying myself before diving in. “Zora and I have been doing some research, looking into the old texts and stories that have been passed down through the generations. There’s one legend in particular that keeps coming up, one that I believe is directly tied to you and Sofia.” I paused, gauging his reaction before continuing. “It’s the legend of the blue-eyed wolves.” Alaric stiffened at the mention of it, his expression shifting into something unreadable. I could see the flicker of recognition in his eyes, but he didn’t speak right away, so I pressed on.

I bet he is jerking off at the thought. “My queen, are you ok?” I look at the sentinel and nod my head as I push up and swim away from my sleeping family. The waters are dark and cold. No more than usual. I swim to the entrance to the hidden kingdom and pass the bioluminescent jelly fish and plants and out into the open water. The moon beams her silver light into the water. Making the seas look mysterious and enticing.

Cooking the sap added truss-like bonds between its molecules. A blue Slayer suit wouldn’t be complete without a pair of insulating tabi boots, gloves, and a balaclava. Finally, the suit was dyed with a pattern of blue-on-blue waves to make the wearer invisible to the deadliest natural predator in the water: the great Toyotamahime ocean lizard. ×

Yet with Nicholas’s encouragement and Elva’s excitement, I peeked open my eye to see. The view stole my breath away. Beyond the tarmac and the runway, was the bluest crystal waters I had ever seen in my life. Gentle waves seemed to sparkle under the light of the late afternoon. “So much water!” Elva said. “That’s our southern ocean,” Nicholas explained. “That’s where the merfolk live.”

When I was five, I was always excited whenever it was time for bed. My Grandma Momma will cook our dinner. Let me brush my teeth and comb my long hair. And after that, she will put me into bed and bedtime stories will follow. She told me a lot of fantasy stories, but my favorite was the pirate of the Lost Sea named Escarial. He was the epitome of perfection. Gentleman, handsome, a knight in shining armor to most of the ladies in their land, and most of all, he caught the heart of the brave princess, Athalia.

They had a new home, forever bound by honor, they would do everything they could to protect the dragon and his bride. After a few minutes, Ao Shun lifted his hands into the air. Twisting his wrists, a pale blue light slid from the tips of his fingers, radiating upwards from his extended digits. The lines twisted and formed a house, almost like a blueprint outline. He maneuvered the image of a house with his hands and shifted it around the newly expanded garden plot.

Even in the low lighting, she could see the family resemblance between them; the squareness of their jaws, the dark curly hair and the deep tan of their skin. "I'm sorry to say that I don't, Alpha." Alpha Kai hummed thoughtfully. "Did you know that my great-grandfather mated the sister to the King?" He pointed to the painting hung above his Beta's head. "They met at the King's coronation. She had the most incredible auburn hair down to the back's of her knees, and," he paused, turning to meet her gaze, "sapphire-blue eyes." Shit. He'd figured it out. And not only that, the Alpha was her distant cousin.

“In Pinress? Are we looking into the deformed demons again? Do we have leads now, master?” “No,” he replied. Yushiro breathes in deeply and he blows it out. The other teams are busy trying to find the demons’ crown prince. There won’t be a lot of back up if Hannock decides to haunt them. “This is important that you are ready in three days, Blue.” “I will be ready then, master.” Blue lowered her head for a second and raised them. “But I do have a question.” “What is it?” His eyes looking at her curious ones. “What is it that you would like to ask me?”

"Even if I sneak attacked you, it's a great honor for you to die in my hands. It's the merit you have accumulated! Answer me, where's Ghost City? Where areTao Ancestor of the West Sea, Fairy Master of the West Sea, Skeleton King, and Sage of the Xianming Sea? Where's the West Sea Soul-revealing Bead?" When he asked the last question, his voice was fierce. His voice was like rolling thunder, and the sea surface exploded one after another, like a sudden storm on the sea. Caspian felt vigor in his body move. He knew that the other party was oppressing him with momentum.

He throws the spears at an impossible aim, and they plunge into her eyes and pierce into her head. And she wails, and she wails. She cries out a name as the middle of the ocean opens and swallows her body, down to the bottom where she'd kept all the men she pulled to their death. Just like them, she was never seen again. The legend was told in different languages, passed onto generations after generations. Some retell it from a different perspective, where the fisherman is the villain and the siren as the victim slain helplessly without mercy. But it all ends the same, with the ocean birthing a sapphire gemstone—resembling her blue eyes, only to be found by the same fisherman as soon as the