The Tide Between Us Novels & Stories

"I love you." Maybe that's just how life works. Maybe everyone gets a happy ending. We just need to find the courage to make it to the end. END

I have no idea where we're going, but far from here sounds pretty good to me. We're in Tacoma, Washington, and it's about to snow. I have the windshield wipers going, and I'm driving at a much slower pace. People behind me start to honk, but I wave them off to go around me; I'm not about to risk my life for the sake of others. Loss doesn't wake up, though he does snore so loud, it vibrates the car. And on the plus side, he emits heat, so I don't even have to have the heater on.

"TWO WEEKS ?!" OCEAN_TEN

That alone stands as a major explanation as to why this is Britney Spear's 'criminal'. "You're staring," Hailey chuckled after hearing what Edward said. She really can't defend herself from that, because it was not an accusation. It's a fact. She has been staring at Edward since he started to treat the tip of her index finger. Edward looked at Hailey's and the moment their eyes met, it was like a bridge was built connecting both their minds. All that they could think of was how much they wanted each other. It was like a question built-in, and the answer is 'you'.

We held ourselves in a standing position and rocked slowly from side to side. "Nothing can separate us now and in the future" I assured her.

“Between the forest and the deep blue sea.” We stood on the wet sand, the tide lapping at our feet. There was no one else. No Elaine, no reporters, no ghosts. Toby took my hands. His palms were warm, a stark contrast to the cold wind whipping off the water. He didn’t read from a book. He looked directly into my eyes, his voice steady against the roar of the surf.

Of the sea that accepted it without judgment. She thought of the children. Scattered but not lost. Of the house that held every echo. She breathed in. Salt. Cold. Jasmine faint but stubborn. Then she spoke the last words she would write that night, though she knew they would find their way to the page tomorrow. "The tide comes in. Goes out. Comes in again. Always." Elise rested her head on her mother's shoulder. "And we stay. Open." They stood there until the moon climbed higher. Until the cold drove them inside.

Her hands rest firmly on her hips, shoulders squared. “No. It’s something else.” She is markedly curious but keeps her mouth shut until we reach the tidal bridge, and the village fades behind us. It’s low tide, and the bridge of boulders is now guarded by a field of sand, smaller rocks, and tidal pools full of shellfish and starfish. Normally, Fallon would be completely distracted by poking through the tide pools, but now, she’s firmly at my side, her hand resting in the crook of my elbow.

No more almost. Just… us.

Selene and Fenric both turned their eyes toward it. Now that they knew there was a traitor in the estate who had freed Zirion and was not necessarily under Vanessa's command, they had to be extra careful. So, Selene stopped the maid who was serving them the food and said, "Get the physician here to examine it." When the physician arrived, she had him test the dishes. Sure enough, it was just as she had expected. The physician reported, "Ms. Wyndham, there is indeed some unusual substance in this food. It's sweet, but there's an unmistakable hint of subtle bitterness. The food is laced with Stingnet Weed, which grows in abundance in Canmir."