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Burning The Ghost Ships

작가: Talia .E.
last update 게시일: 2026-02-26 12:41:48

POV: Clara

The greenhouse smelled of damp earth and rot, a heavy scent that stuck to the back of my throat. It was supposed to be a sanctuary, a glass-walled escape from the marble and steel of the mansion, but even here the air felt thin.

I found my mother sitting on a stone bench, her hands folded neatly in her lap as she stared at a patch of drooping lilies. A few feet behind her stood one of Victor’s "security" guards, his face a blank mask of muscle and boredom.

"Mom," I breathed, stepping
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    Nikolai’s POV“You really think a piece of iron can hold me forever, boy?” Victor’s voice buzzed through the small ventilation grille, sounding completely calm and hollow.I didn't answer him. I just stood there in the narrow, dimly lit corridor outside the locked engine room door, my bruised fingers gripping the handle of my automatic pistol. Every single muscle in my body felt like it was on fire. My ribs were severely bruised from the fight with Silas, and the deep cut across my forehead had finally stopped bleeding, leaving a sticky, cold crust down the side of my face.Through the thick glass of the porthole window at the end of the hall, the first pale rays of dawn were finally breaking over the endless gray water. The dark warehouse docks were completely gone, replaced by an open, empty horizon. The twin diesel engines beneath my feet kept up a low, rhythmic vibration that made the metal floorboards shake constantly.“I know you can hear me, Nikolai,” Victor continued, his voi

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    Nikolai’s POV“Take one more step and I will personally put a bullet through her skull!” Silas yelled from the upper deck, his voice barely cutting through the absolute roar of the automated foghorns.I didn't take a step. I took a leap.I breached the main deck of the *Novarion* just as Victor’s heavy hand struck Clara across her face. The sickening, dull sound of his palm connecting with her jaw echoed directly in my ears. The sight of her flying backward onto the teak floor made something click inside my brain instantly. Every single remnant of my civilized, restrained self evaporated into thin air. I didn't see an empire, I didn't see a legacy, and I didn't see a plan. I only saw blood.Silas was guarding the main cabin door with his weapon raised, but he wasn't fast enough. I tackled him around the waist, the sheer momentum of my body driving both of us directly onto the hard deck.“You son of a bitch!” Silas gasped, his breath knocked completely out of his lungs as we hit the fl

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