Yona X Sandbar Novels & Stories

As I land on all fours I stretch out and shake my fur to get the rest of the skin and blood off. My bear's name is Yona. It's Cherokee for bear. Our mate stood there smiling like a lunatic. "Holy crap. This is amazing. You are so furry." She walked up and started running her hands through our dark brown fur. She didn’t even mind getting a bit of blood on her hands. It was mostly off but there was always a bit left. Humans were usually terrified of Yona. He has a huge scar on his right eyelid. Another scar on his side and a huge scar down the left side of his ribs. All from war. All from trying to defend his people and the people who stood up for him.

Blaze mostly cooperated. Amelia tried helping. The baby kept trying to eat flowers. And Alora— Alora had apparently decided poses were suggestions. Not requirements. After twenty minutes of chaos, everyone was finally assembled. Me. Celeste. Rune. Blaze. Alora. Amelia. Our newest little miracle. The photographer prepared the camera. Then Ryan arrived carrying his and Janet’s baby. Janet followed behind smiling. Their little family looked just as happy as ours. Ryder stood nearby watching everything.

Sean “Ready, little girl?” Tossing the two beaded braids below her ear over her shoulder, Sandy flashes me a heart-stopping grin and tucks her backpack of clothes in a sheltered niche above the water level at high tide. Naked and flinching at both the cold air and the sharp stones on the shallow cave’s floor, she grabs the two waterproof equipment packs and heads for the cold, northern Pacific water. “Last one in’s a smelly wolf.” “You’ll regret that.” Hobbling to the same niche where my mate left her clothes, I stuff my pack in beside hers. “Hold up, Sandy. My phone’s ringing.”

Jason warns pointing his index finger at xyla shoving him away from the door as he closes the door banging it behind him, Xyka looks down to nadir who doesn't react or pay attention to wither boys, "You care to explain?" Xyla asks nadir , Nadir doesn't respond instead she lays down on her bed putting in her covers and pulling the duvet around her, "I won't have you treat me this way, you might be the Luna to the pack but between you and I must I remind you there is connection between is? I'm your other half your mate you can't shove me aside just when you want to" xyla yells at nadir as he sees she's paying no attention to him,

Whatever lies on the other side of this bridge, it for sure won’t be like small-town Wisconsin. “At least we’re close to other people.” Brynn picks up the pace, talking a mile a minute. “There’s a town only a few miles away, and there’s a lake, too. It’s right next to the sea, and there’s a sandbar between them. It’s approximately fifty feet when the tide is low, and you can go out on it like it’s a regular beach. There’s a certain time of the year where the sandbar is gone and the lake connects with the ocean.”

he continued, his eyes filled with love for his wife. Luna Sarai stood up from the couch and said, "Let me show you to your rooms. You must be tired. Take some time to rest because tonight we'll have a BBQ party and campfire on the beach. Would you like two separate rooms or prefer to share?" “We’re sharing!” Xena and I declared together. Luna Sarai's face lit up with a dazzling smile as she guided us to the elevator. Three floors later, we found ourselves in a vibrant area surrounded by doors on all sides.

' The little girl mentally scoffed, returning her gaze to Xiellenna. "Sabi ni papa, this is Lena Islands," Xiellenna murmured to herself while sitting on the fine sand. She briefly played with the sand in her hand. She scooped a handful of the clear sand and watched it silently, where only the sound of the waves and the chirping of the seagulls flying around the shore could be heard.

My wife wore a look of awe as I drove us to my favorite spot a mile off the coast. The sandbar only existed during low tide and we still had a few hours to kill before the water would recede so I got us as close as possible and unloaded the basket Matthew had packed us. Security hadn’t followed us at my request, instead they stayed at the marina, waiting for our return.

Sandra whispered while continuing her chewing. Barra only muttered while looking for the figure who had approached him earlier. If only his father hadn't told him to accompany Sandra, he would have been looking for Serena's whereabouts by now. "Aaak," said Sandra who told Barra to open his mouth. Without thinking, the woman's thin hands were already preparing to feed food into the man's mouth. "What the hell are you doing? I'm allergic to shrimp!" Barra screamed as his lips almost touched the tip of the spoon.

"A dog? From where? I thought you said this land is uninhabited—" Troy was sprinting across the sandbar towards the shore. A figure had emerged, her pinkish blonde hair shining in the sun. "Oh, Goddess. It's Maeve. MAEVE!" Myla cried, tossing her stick to the side as she ran after Troy. I looked over my shoulder at the Persephone, where men were crowded along the railing to watch what was happening.