Zoro With Waves Novels & Stories

When Helighor moved, it was slow and unsteady, like the movement alone was hard for him. As the wave approached us, Helighor stopped, and I turned to Byron. “Can you do something about that?” Byron nodded and extended the Triton towards me, “Together.” I gripped, smiled, and held the Triton along with him. I began to feel the magic coursing through me, and it burned brighter when I felt Byron using his magic and completely stopping the wave just before it curled up to us. If only the wave was our problem, it would have been easy, but somewhere in the wave, I began to feel Silisk slithering.

CRACK! The impact of Zeyric’s wave against Malakor’s violet containment dome sounded like the sky itself tearing in half. The shimmering purple barrier shuddered violently, fractures racing across its curved surface like spiderwebs on dry glass before exploding outward into a million harmless, fading sparks of violet dust. The shockwave rolled across the grand courtyard with the force of a tidal wave, sweeping enforcers off their feet and slamming Malakor backward against the massive marble pillars of the administration hall with bone-crushing force.

From the high balcony of Unit 30A, Betony watched the wave hit the base of the mountain. The main surge of brown water and yellow-white foam smashed against the heavy iron security gates that Zaid’s crew had built across the lower access road. The sound reached her moments later, a low, metallic groan as the burning water slammed into the thick steel plates. The foam boiled against the iron. The dark paint on the lower bars blistered and peeled off in long black strips, the metal glowing hot under the chemical reaction, but the high stone foundations held firm. The ridge was too elevated for the water to climb any further; the wave broke against the rock, swirling back out toward the flooded

Today, likewise, yet the waves are choppy, the surface like a mirror turned half liquid, breaking and flowing all at once. The waves break around the rocks in the shallows, their foam crests becoming chaotic lace over the blue. Jazz watches it swirl, mesmerized, as if the movement of the water choreographs her thoughts. The waves come like a coiffured fifties hair do, over pronounced in the arch and impossible to avert the gaze from. They roll as the ocean does, bringing the music of the beach, the percussion section roaring from the stoney bed below yet softened by the water.

"A really.." *Woosh!* The wind was cut by a strong force. A sword passed by the man's mouth as he dodged at the last second. "Bzzt!" Sparks went off as the sword went for another cut. *Woosh!* It missed and returned to its owner. "Who dares!?" Grolom said. Zia (Two) stood up and walked over. Her Ion Emergy swirling out in fury. Behind her, two Dragons danced as they materialized. One covered mostly in lighting and fire. The other covered in snow that kept bursting apart making the sound of thunder.

"I bet I can outsurf you, mate." Warren laughs, a playful glint in his eye. "You're on, Carlos. But don't say I didn't warn you when I leave you in my wake." The challenge is set, and we grab our surfboards, racing towards the water with youthful exuberance. The waves are exhilarating, carrying us back to shore with the thrill of competition driving us forward. As we ride the waves, a sense of freedom and joy washes over us, our laughter mingling with the sound of the surf.

I shift and quickly get dresses. “I have a situation Dad and I want to have your input on it” “oh, what’s up?” “that rogue you brought in” “the rogue Roro brought in” “yes the rogue, well it turns out she’s Cory’s mate and was unable to connect with her wolf, Cory had to try to reach out to her and she shifted and at first did not recognize him and when she did she brought this up”

It was like fighting against a hurricane, the wind roaring in my ears, threatening to sweep me away. But I held my ground, teeth clenched, every muscle in my body straining to keep upright. Slowly, the dark wave began to lose its energy, dissipating as it clashed against the steel of my sword. With a final, powerful jolt, I forced the wave apart. It shattered like glass, the dark particles scattering and fading into nothing. The Darklord stumbled back, his eyes wide with disbelief as he looked at his own hands, trembling with the aftershock of his failed attack.

So I did. I grabbed a pillow from the bed and rested it on the wall of the windowsill. Thankfully the edge was large enough for me to sit with folded knees. Then I looked out, maybe for hours but it felt like minutes. The pink sky turned into a dark blue, then eventually fully black. The moon was high and bright today, causing the light waves in the river to glisten. It felt like silk and diamonds gliding around the floor. Each wave made the glint dance at a different pace. I didn't know what time it was when I heard a knock on my door, but it did two things. First, it reminded me that I was at Blackwood Castle. Second, I remembered I wasn't here at my free will.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “SIX DOZEN MORE INCOMING THROUGH THE SOUTHERN FRONTIER OF THE LAKE OF MAGICAL SPELLS,” I shouted through the same pack link as I jumped up high from the cliff and took a sharp turn to form a huge Wheel of Death with blazing green fire flames. “Hold on tight, buddy. I am coming to your location,” Alpha Zoe’s mate, Alpha Zarek replied. “Is there anyone with you ?” he asked as he took swift action to gather as many warriors as possible.