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This was beautiful. The sun peeked above the ocean, red and orange sprinkled across the sea surface, and the sky.
I leaned against the balcony railing.
I could never live with myself if I destroyed such a thing. Such beauty.
My palm was scrubbed over my face.
'She' was wrong. They were wrong. I would never… I could never destroy the world. I could never hurt the ones I love. I would never let my powers get that out of control. Not like last time.
A replay of what happened with Alex was forced to the forefront of my mind. I was naive and reckless. I won't let there be a repeat of that incident.
An arm snaked around my waist. A soft cheek p
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A bubble of water rose from the pool and molded itself into a spear before turning solid ice. Shelly appeared casual as if there was nothing wrong with what she was doing.This was one of the reasons I couldn't live a normal life. This woman was sucking every ounce of normalcy out of my life.She arched a brow. "Your powers have grown."I straightened at the accusation. However, like every other time I recovered just as fast as her attacks.My shoulders bounced. "It's water." My gaze flashed to the spear in Shelly's hand. "Like boiling tea."The weapon glistened and hardened."Hmmm," was all she said; blue eyes on her spear.
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"Seriously, that kid gives me more migraines than a regular person should get." Shelliot stormed into the room. A strand of hair was pinched between two fingers. "I even saw gray hair this morning.""Yeah, well it's what he does," Alex confirmed, following in her footsteps.Their feet moved in the most memorizing motions I had ever seen.Shelliot sat on a stool in front of the smooth raised area. A similar box to what Alex had last night was placed before her. While neatly plucked eyebrows pinched together. "I've tried to call him several times. Yet, still no answer."Alex flopped down on the seat next to me with a sigh. "He's not answering my calls either."Sophia frowned, but it disappear
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"Hello?" Alex answered in the communication box he called a phone. "Yeah, man, I'm filling the pool as we speak." He listened then responded with, "Oh, yeah, she left to go grocery shopping a little while ago."He was referring to Shelliot. She said something about grocery shopping. This was when land people went to other buildings with lots and lots of food. No one went hunting. Their food was prepared with their creations. All anyone had to do was buy it with something called money. It was fascinating.Alex pressed his lips together with narrowed eyes. "Yeah, it's been two fucking days now, dude. Two!" Two fingers were raised. "I mean, I don't want to be the bad guy here, man, but tell the old man that you have a very controlling guardian that's about to lose her shit if she doesn't see you by a certain time. I really can't keep covering your ass."
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I hated transformations.It was at the top of the list of things I hated about land. Not that the list was long, but still.At least, now I didn't have to go through that awful experience until another week from now.Yep, the only silver lining in my dilemma was each time I transformed, the longer I could go without being in the water. It was like I was training my body, or letting it adapt to the changes.Yay, me! Ugh!I wished I didn't have to experience this, but unfortunately, it was a small price I had to pay for saving my family, my kingdom. My mother had gone through it, and now it was my turn. I couldn't fail them."There! All done," Sophia confirme
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"Are you okay, man?" I asked Alex.Blue eyes stared at me with a quizzical expression. It then went back to the stairs. Alex's feet did light taps while he fidgeted on the couch.I clasped my hands. "Alex, you better tell me what the hell is wrong with you. You've been throwing glances at the stairs every few seconds."He looked at me confused. "Wait, what?"After what seemed like a minute, realization spread across his face. After which he released a nervous laugh. "I'm fine, man. I'm good."He could have fooled me.I eyed him. Then, he did the most annoying thing. He glanced at the stairs again. An exasperated sigh slipped past my lips, and I grabbed my glass w
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"Fuck!" I breathed out."That was my response too," Sophie responded, consumed in her conversation.Thankful for that moment, I took a sip of my whiskey, to burn away the insanity.Alex groaned with a, "Yes."A squeal followed and Little Miss Mermaid sprung to her feet with excitement. "Bag. Going to get a bag.""And jacket," Alex added, amused.Pink lips curled before she planted a kiss on his lips. My eyes widened. My breathing hitched. Sophie got a glimpse of the scene and stiffened in my lap. Oblivious of her actions, the mermaid ran up the stairs.I was going to kill Alex.
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She scrunched her nose at me with a glare. "Vanilla is just too boring; it has become an abomination." Her smile returned; a hint of mischief with it. "Besides, I get vanilla almost every night. It's time to switch it up."Alex snorted. I almost choked on my spit. Little Miss Mermaid eyed us with interest. No doubt question marks were floating above her head.As if saving us from an awkward explanation, the waitress came with our dessert. Sophie beamed and wasted no time in diving into hers. Her soft moans circled our table, making her the center of attention.When we were younger, Alex and I used to love treating Sophie to ice cream. Those provocative sounds she made sent two horny teens into the world of bliss. More times than I cared to admit, my brain struggled to keep my thoughts on the straight and
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Not, not again!Baby me laid awake in his crib situated in the living room. Dolphie, his stuffed dolphin was wrapped in his arms. By the next minute, he sat up, climbed out of the crib, and sauntered to the kitchen.I shook my head, needing to escape before it all started. Nonetheless, the scene unfolded before my eyes, and there was nothing I could do but watch.In the kitchen, Nola, his nanny, was occupied with making lunch. Like all the other times I had experienced this nightmare, the younger me asked the question, "Dadda? Want Dadda."A glare was aimed at him."Dadda? Where Dadda?" he repeated.An audible sigh filled the gloomy room. Nola pivoted in her heel
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