Transforming High Tide Novels & Stories

If she wants to go skinny dipping, I’m not going to stop her. She transforms back into Lewana and is gorgeously naked. Her soft white skin looks like silk and still shimmering in moonlight. I shift back to pull her into my arms as I kiss her. “Did you want to go swimming, Moonlight”. She smiles at me. “Not exactly. Do you know what the tidal force is”. I look at her puzzled. “No”. “The tidal force is what causes high and low tide. It's caused by the gravitational pull from the moon”

"Enhancement emerges or it doesn't. Usually it emerges when the tide demands it." Over the following days, Selene learned to read Saltmere's tidal rhythms. Dawn tide was for fishing and gathering silent, focused work. Evening tide was for community, when everyone waded into the water to share news and resolve disputes. Night tide was for stories, when the oldest selkies and sea witches spoke of changes spanning centuries. It was during a night tide that Selene first witnessed their approach to enhancement. A storm was building on the horizon. She could feel it in the air pressure, see it in the way the supernatural residents began preparing. But they weren't fortifying buildings or moving in

"Since you've come, stay. This place has a nice view. It'll make a fitting burial ground for you. Rise!" With a single command, his words seemed to shape reality. The sea erupted in response, becoming impossibly violent as massive waves rose under Gideon's overwhelming energy. A towering wave, ten feet in diameter, surged over 320 feet high. This was a true tidal wave. Compared to this, the earlier waves conjured by the black-robed men were nothing more than child's play. But what truly drove the black-robed men to despair was the wave's transformation. It became a water dragon and coiled in the air. The sight was awe-inspiring and utterly stunning.

At that moment, his mood was like the calm seas. The breeze blew, and ripples formed on the sea, causing a few waves. James' mood seemed to match the change of the sea. Soon, there was a tsunami happening on the sea. Huge waves about hundreds of meters high swept forward and crashed into the island. However, there was a protective formation around the island. The golden halo blocked out the tsunami and the crashing waves from entering the island. James’ Blood Energy churned just like the violent tsunami. At that moment, he suddenly realized something.

Kaden inquired, looking up at her. “The tide-hold is where they keep captives they don’t want to kill yet. It’s underground but built into the cliff face, and part of it floods at high tide. If we wait until the tide pulls back, we can slip in before it fills again,” “That gives us… maybe forty minutes before the water rises,” “Thirty-five if the moon pulls hard tonight,” She cocked her head. Kaden smirked a bit, despite the tension, “You always have to make it sound worse, don’t you?”

she nodded, "we do. The tunnel is roughly two and a half meters in diameter and roughly ninety-one meters long." I did the conversions in my head. Eight-ish feed wide and the length of a football field. I nodded. That wasn't too bad. "Does it all get submerged during high tide?" The female officer shook her head. "We're not for sure. Next high tide is today around ten hundred." I nodded. Smiled.

“I didn’t choose that.” His companion shook his head slowly. “Neither did I.” They did not know who she was. They only knew she existed. Closer to Archview, the sea began to change. The tides no longer obeyed the calendar or the pull of the moon as the scholars measured it. Water surged too high in the morning, then fell away suddenly by nightfall. Fishing docks were left stranded at odd angles, boats rocking against ropes that should have been slack. Wells near the coast turned brackish overnight.

The "Tide" was not made of salt and foam. It was a slurry of liquid shadows and melted glaciers, a black deluge that roared with the voices of everything it had consumed on its way from the Frozen Wastes. It didn't just flood the land; it erased it, leaving behind nothing but a smooth, dark glass. Standing on the ramparts of the Silver Citadel, Audrey watched the horizon vanish. The emerald forests she had worked so hard to grow were being swallowed by a wall of water five hundred feet high.

he laughed. "A'ight, you done? Can we go to the water now? Please?" "Yea yea, calm yo ass. Remember our spot's in between lifeguard posts six and seven. It's a little further away from the water. If we ain't careful, high tide will wash our shit away. High tide ain't 'till later, though." "Oh damn, really? It can come up the beach that far that fast?" He was shocked. "Oh definitely. It can be dangerous to people with kids. There have been several kids who have drowned. Don't the Great Lakes have tides?"

As the oxygen ran out, she suffocated, unable even to make a sound. Lucian’s breathing turned ragged, tears streaming down his face. "Stop… stop talking!" Still, Officer Shaw pressed on, striking deeper. "Do you know what attracted the fish? The victim had just undergone an abortion the day before. She was soaked in cold seawater, bleeding heavily. That’s what drew them in." "Ah—! Ahhh!" Lucian howled, slamming his head against the table. Even though he was quickly restrained, his forehead split open, blood pouring down his face.