Transforming High Tide Novels & Stories

It was a beautiful sight. “Fine,” she said, leaning back slightly. “But if I drown, I’m haunting you.” “Deal,” I replied, holding onto her waist to keep her steady. The feel of her skin beneath my fingers was enough to drive me insane, but I pushed the thought aside and focused on her. Her laughter echoed around us as she tried to float, her movements awkward and unsure. I couldn’t help but laugh along with her, the sound of it ringing out over the waves. “See? Not so bad,” I said after a while, letting go slightly as she found her balance.

Then suddenly, he scooped me up and held me so tightly it felt like I might melt into him. "Yes. Yes, we are," he said in my ear, the laughter he couldn't hide bubbling through his voice. Outside, the city lights stretched out like a glittering galaxy. I used to think my life would just be surviving in this concrete jungle, struggling like a weed and quietly fading away. I never expected that with ten thousand dollars, I could buy a piece of the sea from a dark basement. From then on, my world had tides.

If there were mountains, there might just be people. As the day fought and lost to the dark, the little maid noticed the tide rising. What was a sheer drop for the poor children earlier was now just a mere drop. This would make her secret cave uninhabitable during high tide. She made a mental note to learn how often the tide changed. As she sat planning she didn’t notice that she had stopped scrubbing. She was pushed to the floor by another child and scraped her cheek.

"They're coming." He stood and walked towards the window. The ocean was black water and white caps, the same as always. Except it wasn't. Something about the tide looked wrong. It was too far out, reaching further than it should have at this time of year. Damien stared at the waves. One. Two. Three. The fourth wave rolled in. And then it stopped. Not naturally, not because of the pull of the moon and the gravity of the planet. It simply stopped, a wall of water standing upright before falling back into the ocean.

“we went to the river. But we did not play in the deep.” Hearing this suddenly Dylan thought of something... “deep.... deep waters...” “alpha king, I’m being very serious we need to get to work. We have so much piled up. You can’t afford to take months of break,” Dylan just stood there, frozen. “Low tide and high tide.. do you think it affects the whirlpool?..” “What tide? What are you talking about?” “There is this thing... during full moons the tide is high and what about during no moon days? What then? Do you think the tides will be low?”

The weight of the impending moment hung in the air, as guests held their breath, waiting for the magical hour to arrive. In this charged atmosphere, Adrian's touch felt both electrifying and grounding. Their dance carried an air of significance as if they were swirling within a vortex of destiny, poised on the precipice of a life-altering revelation. The ballroom held its collective breath, as midnight approached with an air of mystical anticipation, and Amelia prepared herself to sense her mate, knowing that the path of her destiny was about to be illuminated by the touch of fate. As the clock's hands inched closer to the fateful hour of midnight, Amelia's heart quickened its rhythm, antici

[The Rising Tide] The sound was not a roar; it was a groan, a deep, tectonic weeping that vibrated through the soles of my feet and into my very marrow. Through the reinforced glass of the Core, the horizon of New Macau was changing. The sea, once a shimmering sapphire girdle around our high-tech paradise, was retreating with an unnatural, predatory speed. It left behind miles of grey, glistening silt and gasping reefs—a bared throat waiting for the knife.

"The storm will come in two hours. The wind will be strong. Shall we go to the bamboo house from before to avoid the rain?" "Will the tide rise?" Stella asked. "The tide is caused by the pull from the sun and the moon. The storm and the waves might be big, but it won't cause the tide to rise. Judging from the situation here, it seems that the trees have never been drowned," Jasper observed.

“Miss Thompson, you’d better watch your tongue. “I promised you to put the people down. Did I go back on my words? “Didn’t I put them down now? “But I didn’t promise to let them go immediately, right? “Actually, you should know very well. These people have broken into my territory and wanted to mess around. Why would I easily let them go? “Couldn’t you come to your senses a bit?” Teresa was trembling with anger. “B*stard, Denver, you are a b*stard!” Denver smiled lightly and said, “Babe, scold me. The louder you scold me, the more excited I’ll get! “Oh right, let me tell you something. “It happens to be the time of high tide now. It is estimated that the tide will rise and completely submerg