The Wave Novels & Stories

Tristan flanked her on one side, Callum on the other, shielding her like she was the only person in this grand, glittering night worth protecting. I stood in the darkest corner of the deck and watched every ray of light fall on Elise. Once, I would have given anything for her to stand in that spotlight, any price at all, because she was a musical genius. I never imagined that the price would turn out to be myself. I smiled bitterly. Then, without warning, the crowd on deck lurched. Champagne spilled across the floor. Before anyone could react, the captain came rushing over. "The coast guard has issued an intercept order. They're demanding we stop the vessel immediately for inspection."

Then he looked up. “It creates a deep-sea pressure wave.” Daniel frowned. “A pressure wave?” Sophia nodded. “The ocean itself becomes the weapon.” Lewis looked at the Leviathan carrier on the radar. Then he gave the final order. “Release the Omega wave.” Outside in the darkness of the ocean… The sea itself began to move.

a splash of thoughts. She didn’t even notice that for how long she walked but until she reached her house, some tears were dried on the cheek, some on neck and some reached her shirt collar and made it wet, giving a cooling effect to her collarbone. All the way after thinking, finally she made a decision. She hoped that her mother would not notice her face. She reached the door but a sound captured her attention. Someone was reciting a holy book, it was in Arabic, she did not understand it but a sense of tranquillity, peace she felt in her mind. The reciter again came up with the translation and read “AND PUT THY TRUST IN ALLAH, AND ENOUGH IS ALLAH AS A DISPOSER OF AFFAIRS” And she was dazzl

Fifteen minutes later when they started working, Wave, who wore a tailored red suit, a clean black shirt tucked inside, partnered red trousers, and black shoes entered their laboratory with pizzas in his hands. Waverly froze and stare at the newcomer with wide eyes. “Hermano?”, big brother, “Wha- what are you doing here?” “Well, I miss my hermanita,” little sister, Wave walked towards her and kissed her forehead, “Can I crash here for the mean time?” Waverly made a face. “You can visit us anytime. You don't need permission, hermano.” Hearing his little sister's replied. Wave couldn't help but to chuckle. Waverly really grew up as a fine woman that she should be. He thought.

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

I asked Wave feeling my hope climb. “I can't say yet, he's driving and he can't text at the same time, he'll have to come over and we'll confirm it." I was quiet, I didn't have anything to say. Wave pulled and arm chair and he sat in front of my bed. “I'm sorry." “What are you apologizing for?." Wave asked me stretching out his hand to hold mine. “For being so stupid, for having sex with Robert." Wave's grip on my had tightened and his eyes became soft

hit. A massive, violet pulse rippled across the surface of the ocean, moving with the speed of a tidal wave. It didn't move the water; it moved the meaning of the water. For a split second, everyone on the beach felt Leo’s final thought—a searing, localized burst of agony and bone-deep exhaustion—before it vanished into the depths. The Conflict of the Living

They were both holding the candle in halves. Her mother looked at me and smiled, “Thank you so much. She had been crying all day for it while we were on our way here. At least I will get some rest; your son is so kind.” Wave was smiling. He looked at the girl. “My name is Wave; what's yours?” “My name is Ann,” I turned to his mother, “They look so great together, don't they?” I smiled. She nodded her head. “Your little boy is a gentleman,” she commented.

It's magnificent. When the wave breaks us, it's in a violent silence, torn only by our ragged breaths, our hearts hammering the same disordered rhythm in our pressed-together chests. Our foreheads are fused, sweat and water mingling. Our bodies tremble, shaken by the last aftershocks of ecstasy and by something deeper, more frightening: the extent of the damage, the line irrevocably crossed.

"GRRRRRRAAAAAAWWWRRRRR" Its tusk glowed red like a lava as it issued another sound wave carrying an overwhelming power. The sound wave pushes the approaching figure of Nero a few steps backward. But he did not panic at all. He swipe his paw and using his sharp nail, he tear the space in front of him. The sound wave disappeared in thin air just like that. "WIIIEKKK???"