Alastor Ships Novels & Stories

And Althea, for the first time in twenty years, slept without dreaming of cages. Dawn came gray and cold, the sky struggling toward light through heavy clouds. Kaelan woke to the ship's familiar creak and the warm weight of Althea's hand still in his. For a moment, he let himself pretend that they were simply at sea, that nothing waited behind them, that the future stretched simple and clean. Then a shout from above shattered the illusion. "Sail ho! Two points off the starboard bow!" Kaelan was on his feet instantly, Althea awake beside him. They reached the deck together to find the crew gathered at the rail, pointing toward the horizon where two ships emerged from the morning haze sleek, f

It should be dedicated to protecting and bettering my court, not buying strange women new dresses. She mumbled a little in her sleep, and I pushed my way out of the bedroll. I needed to get up and get packing anyway. Alastor was standing with his hind leg cocked, staring dreamily off into the woods. Horses rested in the strangest ways, and it was always a little unnerving to see him stare blearily into the distance, eyes seeming nearly lifeless. "Good morning," I greeted him softly, stroking him along his powerful neck, hoping to jar him out of whatever his mind was doing right now.

At this moment, Hilda's innocent face and the picture that was circulating on the Internet flashed across his mind, occupying his every thought. Meanwhile, after taking a bath, Kater came back and walked toward Alban. He was frightened when he sensed the murderous vibe coming from Alban. After asking his assistant to come over, Alban whispered, "I don't want to ever see those blabbermouths ever again!" His assistant nodded and went on to take care of it. After the annual meeting, one of the ships would go missing on its way back. The ship would sink and everyone on board would drown...

“It’s not my fault if my body doesn’t want to! But I can assure you, my head and heart are in this. Untie me. I won’t run away or do anything.” “Shut up and just do as you are told.” Agatha hissed. “Now take her out of here!” “So this is just my fucking role here, to check if someone is lying.” Alastor scoffed in a loud voice while the witches were taking me off the pole and tying my hands again. I was calling on my spirits to tell me what to do next, but they were not saying anything. And with Alastor capable of appearing and disappearing around me, I had no way to get away from him. He could just snap my neck in an instant if he wanted to.

"How many ships?" "Six iron-clads, sir," the scout replied, looking up with wide, anxious eyes. "But they aren't firing their batteries. They are moving slow, towing a massive, floating iron platform behind them. High Alpha Torin says it looks like a deep-sea siege crane." Natalia turned her gaze toward the open horizon. Through the thick, swirling sea-mist of the Midnight Sea, the familiar, low-profile silhouettes of the western warships began to break the gray winter light. They didn't sound their mechanical horns this time; they moved in a synchronized, eerie silence, their smoke-stacks belching thick black soot that cast a dark shadow across the frozen water.

During the crossing over the scarlet waters of the Atlantic, Alvaro lived the five best days of his life; drinking unlimited quantities of the most exquisite liquor, smoking one after another, the best tobacco; and trying out the women he wanted. He alternated all this with card games, darts and billiards. Boarding the ship from the United Kingdom to Le Havre, France, was the most fun part for Alvaro; he had not wanted the ferry to ever arrive. The owners of these cargo ships used to accumulate exaggerated debts with the Tonali brothers, so the shipments of their merchandise were a form of retribution.

Exalia’s POV In the heat of the moment, Alex sprung to feet immediately, as alert as ever. His voice was low and hard, when he called on Ryk and Dane. “Ryk,Dane, get the others ready. Exalia and Tasha, please do well to come with me, so we find out what they want.” The biggest of the pirate ship positioned in front of our ship and one of the men brought out a chain, and used it to hook our ship.

And after 15 minutes, everyone, dead or injured, are now inside the ship and ready to depart. "Why are you guys still outside?! Let's go!" Alistair shouted, talking to me and Jevro. Jevro put down Devaughn and I just move my hand to gesture to Alistair to go now. The man frowned but when he saw Devaughn changed her form, Alistair's eyes grew wider. He then shook his head and entered the ship. Me and Jevro hop on Devaughn's back and became the escort of the 7 ships that are now floating in the air for take off.

He uttered with a grin. I smiled back, but our attention got dragged towards the shouts of the people who are running towards the huts with worry making us dash near to them. “The vessel got the fire.” Someone screamed. What vessel? I thought and then gasped, realizing Alastair and few men left for the war with a pirate ship in the morning. “Where?” Colton questioned them and they all pointed towards the shore near to this place. We ran to the place while those few people left to intimate the King and Queen. When we reached there, we saw a few warriors reached the land fully drenched in water.

I sighed heavily as I pushed open the door to the Alpha office wondering what new development was so important it had to be shared in person. “Good, you’re here. My sourced identified him as, Alaster Dark; the owner of the largest shipping conglomerate in America and from what they say, he isn’t someone to be trifled with.” Marcel showed us a picture of the man I recognised so easily from my dream and a shiver ran up my spine.