Titanic Novels & Stories

They were getting back on their feet to see the lightning pillar cut the bridge in half and both ends were then tipping downwards, Titanic style before plunging three hundred and seventy-seven feet into the waters of the Pacific below. The speedsters could only watch after having been able to rescue not more than a hundred of the thousands of people who fell into the ocean along with their cars. "What is that?" asked a grief-stricken Damon Drake. He was already clad in his yellow super suit, with a mask running over his eyes and his cheek bones, similar to the one Carol had. He had just left his wife and son back in Los Angeles when he and Carol had caught the

Lily shuddered "Then Victoria came. Everyone was just very happy so they were caught unawares. The next thing we know, the king's car was on fire. The queen was riding behind him. So it happened before her eyes,and your elder brothers. It was so fast. Victoria just came and was gone, and the car was on fire. Before the queen could come out and blow out the fire with her wind, everything was gone. The bodies couldn't even be recognized" I was already shaking.

I replied, acknowledging my father before looking around to see if my mother was anywhere in sight, but of course, she wasn't; she was more than likely out shopping with the twins. My mother couldn't stand being around my father and usually avoided him. My parents were not a love match but a match of convenience instead. When Lilith killed Parenthenope, Poseidon swore never to let something so frail as love get in his way again. According to legends, my father was never the same. The day Parenthenope died, my father brewed a storm in the ocean, one so strong that it caused an iceberg to appear out of nowhere in what the humans named the North Atlantic Ocean, causing the unsinkable ship, the

Chapter 9 Serena I had barely stepped through the hidden doorway when I realized that Alex's secret wasn't limited to one wall. The passage opened into another living space, and for several seconds, I simply stood there, unable to move. The villa on the other side was breathtaking. If the first villa had been luxurious, this place was something else entirely. It felt less like a private room and more like an entire world hidden beneath the surface of the resort. The walls were decorated with elegant dark wood and subtle gold accents, while warm lights glowed from recessed panels in the ceiling. A massive glass window stretched across one side of the room, revealing a private view of the ocea

If she wasn’t so afraid of being surrounded by nothing but water, she would seriously consider getting a water home. With that reminder, Talia swayed on her feet as she felt another dizzy spell. Her hands reached out to the close corridor walls to keep her steady. At least this time she barely felt nauseous. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, inhaling with her nose and exhaling with her mouth. Maybe she shouldn’t have watched Titanic a hundred times. Unlike others who watched the famed movie over and over again solely for the romance, she had an additional reason. She just couldn’t understand how no one saw the bungalow sized iceberg in their w

I gave a small smile to them but I didn't receive the same from them. . "Damn, Damn, Damn...", I heard the voice of a female who had held a lot of crockeries and it seemed she needed help otherwise she might end up breaking all of them. Since I was close to her, I helped her with it. "Thank...", She paused when she saw me but then she smiled. "you...Umm..." . "Oliver." . "Well, Thank you, Oliver.", She said. "I am Tia." .

In utter disbelief, I watch as Sebastian jumps over the balcony. I run to the edge and look over the side and witness him fall faster and faster towards the ocean below. As he gets closer to the water I see his briefs shred off his body and a large and magnificent tail replace his legs. The sunlight catches his scales and even from up here they look smooth as glass with a majestic pattern that I swear looks like the ocean waves caressing his body. He breaks through the water with perfect form like an Olympic diver and I look back up at the monster of a tsunami travelling directly for Atlesper.

I pulled it across the bridge. Blue struck black. Steam erupted. A scream rolled through the city. The black water withdrew from the canal and climbed the walls instead. Shapes appeared everywhere. Under balconies. Inside windows. Along the palace roof. Hundreds of smooth faces turned toward us. The sea reached the outer walls. It did not crash against them. It rose vertically. A black wall taller than the towers surrounded Azure Tide. At its centre, two pale eyes opened. Grandmother fell to her knees. “The Black Ocean.”

And there, resting in the center of the flooded chamber, was the Nautilus-II. ​It was a terrifyingly magnificent piece of engineering. The vessel was completely flat, resembling a massive, obsidian-black blade slicing through the water. It had no bridge, no windows, and no visible superstructure—only a single, towering titanium transceiver mast rising from the center of its armored deck. It sat in the dark water like a silent, nuclear-powered phantom, its automated status lights pulsing with a rhythmic, ghostly green.

"In the year 2005, a tourist bus carrying about 25 people including the driver assigned to drive the bus to a tourist attraction in the deepest part of Bear Forest. A place said to be haunted and cursed by death itself. A place no one in their right minds should venture into. The Bus never made it back and no one was seen again.