"Sorry I'm late, guys," Fel swam into the cave. "Prince Torus has become such a big baby these days."
I never thought I would hear those words. Baby and Torus in the same sentence. Though he and Sophia mated, he acted aloof to the entire situation. If it had not been for Sophia and Mitch, I wouldn't have thought the guy would be mated. He was just that kind of asshole. Sophia didn't seem to mind being mated to him or Mitch. I mean, come on, she chased after an ass like me for years. I just wished she would have gotten a better ending rather than Mitch and Torus. After all, she had been through, she deserved so much more.Mitch sighed. "Where is he now?""He's in my chambers, sleeping," Fel answered."What's wrong with him?" I probed, looking for answers.Aqualia's shoulders bounced."He's rejecting his coupling urges," Fel responded. "The more he does it, the more he's losing control. And, a merger losing control is nMarvelon's story has come to an end. I had so much fun with this story. It has blossomed so much since it started. The first draft was way less complicated than this final piece. The original version was a love story about Aqualia and Marvelon. However, as I wrote, the panster in me came alive. New characters joined the story and the old characters played new parts. Their lives were molded differently. Gosh, most of them probably hate me for all the tribulations I have put them through.Oh, I bet Marvelon does. Aqualia might be. A little. Oh, my gosh, since we are on the subject, I can only imagine what is going through Aquant and Torus's heads. 'All my possessions for the head of the author'. Yep, or maybe they would threaten to find me. Oh, yeah, that's it.Still, they are my babies. Torus is my favorite character in the entire story, and I thoroughly enjoyed the scene where he and Guardian Shelliot sparred in the cave at the Antarctican Manor—yes, I am the psycho who enjoyed reading
Somewhere in the North Seas twenty-two years agoLights flickered across the sky, piercing through the darkness. Loud rumbling echoed afterward. The sky finally opened up with tears of anger, pelting everything below.My muscles ached, even my tail threatened to stop working. None of that mattered as I fought the monster that tried to drown us under its petrifying waves. It got angrier with each passing minute. The roar grew louder with the wail of the baby, slapping me under. Again. Bubbles surrounded me. My vision grew foggy. I had no choice but to let go of the basket I held.People often said when an unlucky person was about to die, they could foresee their life flash before their eyes. All the things that mattered, all the good and bad they did throughout their time amongst the living. Everything would come back to them. However, they were wrong. My life meant nothing without what was inside the basket. All I could think about
I didn't know what I had expected to see when I decided to come here. All I knew was I needed help and Father was the only one powerful enough to give it.Seeing The Nesting now, I felt terrified.Terrified he might throw us out without help. Terrified he was still upset with me. Terrified because he was my dad, and well, I betrayed him.The Nesting was my home, it was where our pod lived. A vast spread of dark coral caves greeted us. At this time of night, it was sure all merfolks would be sleeping. Tucked away on their seaweed beds.Stopping at the largest cave of all, the King's quarters, Octoria left us to speak with another guard at the entrance of the cave. Crystal and the two other guards stayed put, waiting for more orders from their leader.Shelliot swiveled around to face me. "I should probably go inside first," she explained with sadness in her eyes.No doubt, my parents would not want to see me as their gu
Heading home everything stood still. No fish was in sight, the sea laid still, even the wind ceased to blow.Nothing!The silence burdened my eardrums, enough to cause damage. It was as if the earth stood still on its axis.The ocean was too quiet. It had never been this way before. Lucky enough, I was accompanied by my parents and their guards to land.Though the circumstances were terrible, the gesture warmed my heart.Near land, I kissed my parents."I know you have a new home, but it doesn't mean you have to forget the old one." Mother's eyes glossed.I never went home because I thought I was no longer welcomed. It was not like I left home on good terms. Now, it was different. Everything would be different.A tight smile stretched my lip while I engulfed her in another embrace. "I know, Mother. This is not goodbye."
Sixteen Years Later I hated this.My fingers tapped to the lazy rhythm of the clock. My mind elsewhere. Like how happy my friends would look when I showed them the gifts I bought for them. Or how nice it would be to be back home after a tiring summer spent at Cadet Camp.I slouched in my seat while my gaze slid across the desk to the Camp Coordinator. His lips moved in slow motions, the edges tilting ever so often. A feminine laugh sounded beside me. On my left, my mom leaned forward and the Coordinator's eyes followed her. To my right, my dad shuffled in his seat; blue eyes glanced at his wristwatch.A few papers were pushed towards my mom, but before she could pick them up, my dad snatched them from the desk. His gaze flashed over the papers, and he whipped out a pen from his shirt pocket.The papers were slam
Sophia was braced against one of the rocky sides of the cave. Alex leaned against her while he spoke to her in a language known by couples behind closed doors.My eyes bulged; all air rushed from my lungs. My nostrils struggled to pull in oxygen. My mind went blank.No, this was not supposed to happen.I asked her to wait for me. She told me she would. Then, why? How? I didn't understand? Wasn't I enough? Was it because I wasn't normal?I was only absent for a few weeks. A few weeks. Not long enough for her to move on with someone else. And, Alex at that.Alex, my brother. My best friend. He knew there was something between us. Yet, here he was with her. He chose to betray me.Sirens rang in my eardrum. My face heated. My veins started buzzing like millions of ants crawling over me. I became light-headed. Energy soared through me. At first, I wanted to jump, walk, run at the same time, but then it settled, I wan
Months crawled by, and I made sure to avoid Sophia and Alex. My room became a haven. Away from everyone where it was safe. I couldn't hurt anyone this way. At other times, I would go to the cave. After all, it was my secret place. There, the man would visit me until I could visit him. He became my tutor. As it turned out, he was my late grandfather. I wasn't even sure how many greats were before grandfather. It was a bit odd, but my whole family was unusual. I had powers. What was not strange with that?The man and I became close enough, so instead of saying great grandfather, I called him Gramps. As it turned out, he was dead. It was laughable. I had gone insane. Sure, the dozens of psychiatric patients could testify of talking with dead people.Even though he was a lifesaver, I often asked why he was here. Every time he would give me the same answer: I needed help. My brain translated it as my powers were out of control, so he was here to preve
Twenty-Two Years Later"How's the boy?" King Earland asked. He leaned back on his throne. The smooth limestone seat was padded with seaweeds for comfort.My lips twitched as I replied, "He's doing great. Doing too well without his mom, and precious dad if you asked me."Queen Sung laughed. Her throne nestled beside her husband's.King Earland cleared his throat, the sound deep, and loud. No doubt, it could make a fish bow.Realizing my mishap, I lowered my head. The lowered platform hid my shame. But, I wasn't counting on that. The magical crystals along with the several angler fish lined in the corner of the cave illuminated the entire room. Nothing went unnoticed."He's doing amazing, wonderful in school. He's in his senior year in college as they call it on land. That means year four at his young adult school."King Earland chuckled. "Ah, land folks and their ridicu