Swimming With The Sharks

by Cree Storm

Swimming With the Sharks - Cree Storm - Fantasy
Part of the Fantasy series:
  • Swimming With The Sharks
Editions:ePub - First Edition: $ 3.99
Pages: 152
Kindle - First Edition: $ 3.99
Pages: 150
PDF - First Edition: $ 3.99
Pages: 102

Imagination is our fantasies come to life within our minds. What would you do if your fantasies could come true? Foster has dreamed of swimming with sharks. When he gets tossed overboard, he finds himself saved and taken to Atlantis of all things by Jabari, demon of the Atlantic who calls him mate. He wishes things could be as Jabari says, but they can’t because Foster only has six months to live.

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Publisher: Independently Published
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 3
Romantic Content: 3
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Alpha Character, Big Character / Little Character, Fated Mates / Soul Mates, Friends to Lovers, Hero and the Great Quest, Slow Burning Love, Thrill of the Chase, True Love
Word Count: 31262
Setting: Atlantis
Languages Available: English

Xolin clicked a few buttons and pointed at the picture of a nice looking young man. He was a bit on the thin side, and looked to be about five nine or ten with extremely short blond spiky hair and he was wearing a light jacket, which surprised Zotol since it was in the middle of June. “He’s nice looking enough. A bit skinny for my taste, but nice looking. I don’t get it. Is it the fact that he’s wearing a jacket in the middle of summer that has the humans interested?”
Shockingly, Zotol saw his lover’s eyes fill with tears once again as he shook his head. He swallowed once then twice before he could actually speak and when he did his voice was rough and raspy, “He’s wearing a jacket because he has a hard time with body temperature regulation and he’s so skinny because he hasn’t been able to eat. His name is Foster Witman. He just won his rights to take back his life from a court of law.”
“What are you talking about?


He looks old enough to make decisions for himself, why would he need to fight to make decisions for himself?” Zotol asked.
Xolin wiped his eyes and explained. “Foster has suffered from a form of Leukemia since he was ten years old. He has been treated time and again and just when they thought they had it beat, the disease would return again and again. Foster didn’t want any more treatments, but just before his eighteenth birthday, his parents went to the courts and had the judge make them his medical guardian.”
“Okay. That seems reasonable if the man couldn’t make those choices for himself.” Zotol replied.
“He had cancer not a developmental disability, love. The thing is Foster was trying to get his rights back from the time he was eighteen but with the cancer and all the treatments it took a great deal of energy.”
“Energy he didn’t have.” Zotol stated in understanding.
Nodding, Xolin said, “At nineteen his cancer went into remission again and he was recovering from all the treatments. He finally went to the courts and filed to have his rights returned to him, but the judge denied him his request. A few years pass and a girl, Kelly something or other, he went to school with went to law school. One of the classes she was in started talking about Power of Attorneys. She brought up Foster’s case and the professor took an interest. He decided to use Foster’s case as an example and when he spoke to the class they all agreed they wanted to investigate what was going on. They did some digging and discovered that the judge who had awarded Foster’s parents the POA for all medical was a good friend of theirs.”
“And this was the same judge that denied his request for another hearing on the situation?” Zotol asked.
Again, Xolin nodded, “Yes. So anyway, the professor took what his class had put together to some of his that own a very renowned law office. They offered to take Foster’s case on pro bono, but when they contacted him, it seemed the cancer was back and his parents weren’t about to allow some lawyers talk to him. So Kelly offered to go and see the boy. It seemed the sensible thing to do and Foster’s parent’s knew they were friends. While she did that, the law firm sent someone to the courthouse and started working on getting the judge removed from Foster’s case. When Kelly came back with signed papers, the firm went fast forward and took care of everything. It took a bit of time, but they got the POA removed and not only that, but it seems that his parents hadn’t told him that when his grandfather had passed away he had left Foster and his parents a butt load of money. The judge not only ordered his portion to be transferred to him, but the judge also ordered compensation to Foster for their deception or whatever. So he’s pretty much set for life...however long that might be.”
“So he’s got his life back as he wanted and a nice little nest egg to help him move forward. What’s his plan when the chemotherapy is over? I mean I take it if the cancer’s back, that means his parents had him going through the treatments?” Zotol asked.
“Yeah, they did, but the second Foster became his own medical guardian, he immediately put a stop to all treatment. He said he was tired. He was sick of needles and all the invasive procedures he’s had to go through. He said he’s been fighting for over eighteen years and he’s just done. He is sick of being sick and ready for whatever comes next.” Xolin said remorsefully and started crying again.
Zotol held his mate, whispering softly words that made no sense. Xolin said through his tears. “The strength that man must have to fight for so long and the courage to know that his life is about to end at such a young age...oh Zotol, he is a remarkable man.”
Xolin cried harder trying to still talk, “A...and do...do you kn...know what he...what he says he’s....he’s going to do until his time comes?”
Zotol shook his head, tears in his own eyes from the pain he could feel coming from his lover. “No, baby, I don’t.”
“He...he’s going to go deep....deep sea fishing. He can’t...he can’t swim with the shar...sharks like he always dre...dreamed be...because all the chem....chemo treatments have left his lungs weak. So he wants to at...at least see some.” Xolin stammered and then cried some more.
Holding Xolin tight, Zotol thought about what his mate was saying. This Foster’s life story had broken his mate’s heart and Zotol could understand why, but it didn’t make things any better for Zotol. His mate should never feel such hurt. And as Xolin’s mate it was his responsibility to make things right and he knew just what to do.

Reviews:Crystal Watson on Amazon wrote:

Got your attention did I? I absolutely loved this book. It gave me a case of the feel goods in my heart. I'm gonna try and tell y'all a little bit about it. This is Foster and Jabari's story. Poor Foster has had a rough life, he's finally getting to live his life the way he wants. Foster charts himself a boat since can go see some sharks hopefully. Jabari is an Atlantean yes that Atlantis the lost city. When a djinn named Zotol (aka) Jabari best friend steps in to help Foster out. Jabari has never got in and has always been an outsider in Atlantis. Imagine his surprise when he fishes his mate out of the ocean. Can love conquer all? Can this land dweller and sea dweller find away? I can't say anymore in fear of giving things away. I absolutely highly recommended this book. Oh my gosh I really loved it.

About the Author

I was born in Fort Knox, Kentucky. I’m a military brat that travelled a bit overseas and throughout many parts of the United States. I finally settled in Las Cruces, New Mexico, where I eventually got married and then divorced. I was blessed with two fantastic sons. As they grew up and became young men chasing their dreams. I felt that maybe now was the time for me to do the same. That’s when I started writing. Never in a million years did I expect to meet the most wonderful man in the world, move to Quebec, Canada, and get married. However, that is exactly what happened. JP has introduced me to things like; canoeing, snowmobiling, four wheeling, and has taken me to some of the most beautiful locations. Ones that I had only ever seen on a computer or read about in books. I may miss my mountains and my boys, but have discovered that when you work towards your dreams, the future can be one filled with happiness and love. My boys are only a plane ride away, and Skype is a glorious thing. So I say, on to my next adventure…don’t be shocked to find it in one of my books.

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