The Shell Seekers Novels & Stories

It's why I'm scared to feel too much now. * Seersha is waiting for us outside my apartment wearing a pair of baggy denim dungarees over a sparkly bikini top. "You can't come with us," she says to Vuko. "Can I come some of the way at least," he says. "In case one of the hunters attacks before you get anywhere near." She hesitates. "Fine," she says, "But you have to stop following when I tell you, okay?"

I feel like my whole life was a sham. "It's not possible, Sam. They are beyond the government or any powers here on Earth. They roam on space and time to hunt down Seers, diviners, prophets, or any humans who can tell the future. Seer seekers exist for a reason to find people like you." My brother looked at me gravely. "You call them Angels...or Demons."

Before the kids could protest further, Shay hurried out of the door with a smile on her face. “What the fuck is going on, why can't we travel one time without somebody trying to stop us.” Mina said as she followed Ji'lahni towards the deck of the Yacht. Before they even made it to the deck, they could see whales coming out of the water slamming into the water making the yacht rock and tilt. “What the hell is going on? It has to be close to a hundred whales and that's just the ones I am able to see.” Rimmy said as they all looked at the whales that seemed like they were aiming for them. “Wait a minute, does anyone else see the whale's eyes are glowing red. I feel like that's not normal for wh

“I think Selene’s bringing in fresh blood. Maybe one of those new paranormals popping up lately.” “Dude,” Jai says, “I heard selkies can partially shift and grow gills so they don’t even need to breathe through their mouths. Imagine what that means for a blowjob.” “Oh, come on,” I groan, lobbing a pillow at him as they walk into the living room. He catches it, smirking. “I’m just saying—” “I’m just saying you desperately need to get laid,” Rowen interrupts, winking at me. Thank the Goddess—someone shut him down.

she said with an accent that ,doesn't belong in Malta. I snorted “Dream and desire? Weird.” Kim slapped my arm and gave the shopkeeper an apologetic smile. The shopkeeper laughed and pulled Kim towards the rows of antiques and shells that had been broken and designed into different things like bracelets, anklets and necklaces. She picks up one anklet and shows it to Kim. “This is made up of a rare and precious shell from the southern Pacific. It is said that it belongs to the long lost tribe of Mahulu.”

that didn't exist. The Geography of the Siege The Command-Shuttle didn't land. It hovered over the "External Sector," deploying a swarm of "Recovery Scouts"—bipedal drones armed with "Kinetic" pulse-cannons. Their "Calculating" sensors were blinded by the "Data-Void" of the karst topography, so they began a "Total Sector Liquidation" protocol, firing blindly into the forest to force the "Unindexed" out of hiding.

He even hoped they might remain friends indefinitely. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded carefully. "I will follow your orders." Satisfied, Selena led the way, with Liam and Ronan following close behind. The part of the cave where Malrick had killed Michelle was now empty. Malrick himself was gone, though it was unclear whether he had left or was simply elsewhere in the cave. Selena led the two men forward and soon found the area where the Thundershells were actually being made. Despite it being late, an hour at which all should have been at rest, the scene that greeted them was strange.

I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I knew that it was solemn. The cries of the pack had died off, but you could still hear several voices, constant, continuing to cry out. We followed the voices, picking our way through the woods, before breaking out of the tree line to the beach. I could see Jarrett and Earl standing at the edge of the water, their heads thrown back and the anguished noises coming from them.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

"Quiet. Too quiet. Case is picking up some strange chatter on the sub-frequencies. Not corporate, not exactly. It’s unencrypted, but it’s encoded in a way that feels... old. Like the way the Discarded talk, but more formal." Lydia stood up, picking Leo up and settling him on her hip. "Voss?" "Maybe," June shrugged. "Or maybe just the world trying to find its new shape. Adrian is with Kael at the old thermal vent. They found a secondary shaft that leads deeper into the shelf." Lydia felt a faint prickle at the back of her neck. It wasn't the mutation that was gone, but it was the instinct of a woman who had spent too long being the prey. She walked to the window, looking out at the white expa