Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea Novels & Stories

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

Laura::no tell me love. John::Please close your eyes, Laura::(smiling) What are you up to again this time? John:: Just close your eyes sweetheart. Laura::Okay my eyes are closed. I waved with my right hand in front of her face and they were closed. I deeped….

Through my physical connection to Maya, my consciousness was no longer confined to the balcony of the Silver Moon. When the shockwave tore down the Marianas fault line, my sensory perception rode the current. I was plunged into a world of absolute, crushing darkness, seven miles beneath the surface of the Pacific Ocean. The pressure down there was over fifteen thousand pounds per square inch. It was an environment that would instantaneously crush human steel into foil. But to Kaelen, the First King, it was merely a heavy blanket.

Inside, the children were silent, their violet eyes glowing in the dark, their collective breathing a haunting, rhythmic hushing. ​"We're at three thousand meters," Sofia whispered, her eyes glued to the depth gauge. "The hull isn't rated for much more. If we don't find the entrance soon—" ​"There," I said, pointing at the sonar screen. ​A massive, bioluminescent structure loomed out of the silt. It looked like a drowned cathedral, carved directly into the side of the Marianas trench. The Sterling Lion was etched into the main gates, glowing with a soft, pulsing blue light.

CHAPTER 62 The City That Thunder Forgot September 14, 2029 – 3 thousand meters below the Black Sea The drowned capital doesn’t rise. It remembers. The moment the submarine crosses the outer ring of broken columns, the water pressure vanishes. We’re suddenly sitting in a perfect sphere of air, thirty meters wide, lit by violet lightning that dances along the seafloor like it’s been waiting three millennia for me. The city is still breathing. Black marble palaces covered in barnacles shaped like screaming faces.

Instead, it turned on its powerful external floodlights, pinning the tiny escape sub in two beams of blinding light. "They aren't going to blow us up," Kazimir said grimly. "They’re going to ram us. They want to crush us against the sea floor." "Not today," Elara said, gripping the controls. "Jun, find me a Thermocline (a layer in the ocean where the temperature changes rapidly, which can distort sonar signals). We’re going to disappear." The tiny sub dived deeper, heading away from the ruins of Thorne’s secret empire and into the vast, unknown trenches of the South Pacific.

Zane and I tucked the girls in not longer after that, and I read from what was now officially the girls’ second-favorite book. With a smile, I opened the book, admiring the illustrations Grace and Chloe had already seen and cooed over. “Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep; so deep, indeed, that no cable could sound it, and many church steeples, piled one upon another, would not reach from the ground beneath to the surface of the water above. There dwell the Sea King and his subjects.

I signal to Jericho, and we descend further into the abyss. The water grows colder, and a sense of foreboding envelopes us. We encounter massive creatures with majestic fins and graceful tails. These guardians of the deep observe us with piercing eyes, testing their mettle as we swim deeper into the heart of the ocean. Me and Jericho remain vigilant, our every movement deliberate as we navigate through the intricate labyrinth of coral reefs. Suddenly, a colossal shadow looms ahead. A creature of immense size and power swims towards us, its eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and challenge. It is a massive leviathan—a guardian of the deep known for its formidable strength and wisdom.

But as soon as we approached, the ducks, alarmed, apparently sensing our second incarnation, swam away from us, and in order not to alert the staff and visitors, we were forced to leave. But this did not darken the mood at all, because we were also expecting a space attraction, an old-style carousel, the most interesting and beautiful attraction “20,000 Leagues Under the Sea”, which was located underground. And in the end, when I had already gorged myself on cotton candy, ice cream, small cakes, washed it down with green tea in paper cups, when it got dark, we were in for a simply amazingly fabulous fireworks that painted the night sky with insanely beautiful colored flashes against the back

The cold air that swiftly runs through my body whenever the dolphin gets faster. “Wear this!” I looked at my back when Amansinaya shouted. The next thing I knew, Orlene and me was wearing a bubble headgear made up of water. Inside it was plenty of oxygen for us to inhale. I was first wondering why she would give that to us but when the dolphins started going underneath, I realized why. I looked at the place we were heading. At first, I only saw a faint light, but as I get closer I realized that it was the kingdom where Amansinaya reigns.