Aphmau Ships Novels & Stories

"No... no time. The radio... it’s all gone. Dar es Salaam is a fortress." Baraka knelt beside her, his face grim. "Easy. You’re safe in the North. We broke the Vanguard." "You didn't break them," the woman coughed, blood staining her lips as she looked up into Baraka’s glowing violet eyes. "You delayed them. The Apex... Malik... he isn't just conscripting soldiers anymore. He took the naval shipyards." Baraka felt the blood run cold in his veins. "What did he do at the shipyards?" Baraka asked, his voice a tight whisper.

Mentally rolling my eyes, I nudged Aemun back but he wouldn't budge. "They should be ready by next week. Each ship can hold 150 army men. The ships for you are almost done as well." His voice made me freeze. I looked just in time to see Adrian walking in with Micah. I quickly averted my gaze and focused on the builder in front of me. With a kind smile, I waited for his bowing to stop and for him to lead us away from here. Luzo stood next to me and obscured my view of the two kings. But my nerves kicked in by 100.

The second woman was almost weeping in her gratitude. “I have twenty-three ships,” he said. “Five more are permanently mapping the waters and following large rivers, so twenty-three, but only six are due back anytime soon,” he drew in and released a breath. “And there is the added problem in that Meguitte in on board of one of the ships.” He looked up. “We will come,” he told them. “And we will give what aid we can.”

Liam pulled a long, brass spyglass from his belt and offered it to Dante. “Our western coast outlook just sent out a mayday," Liam said, his expression etched with sheer severity. "The fleet just entered the harbor, Alpha. They didn‘t arrive from the Nightlands; they crossed the ocean.” Dante’s jaw tightened. "Humans?" "No." Liam shook his head. “Wolves. Yet not as we are. Alpha...hoards of them, in hundreds of huge armored warships. And they bear a sigil I have only seen in the pages of the oldest, deepest history tomes.”

Clyde growls, his voice a subterranean vibration that makes the pebbles around the runner's fingers rattle. "The... the lower shipyards are already dark, Alpha," the runner stammers, his face pressed so hard into the mud his words are wet and muffled. "The Western captains... they didn't wait for your column to reach the shelf. When Malakai’s flagship returned empty, they didn't prepare the automated docks for a siege. They initialized the scorch-protocols." My heart skips a beat. I step past the line of iron shields, ignoring the warning growl that clicks in Clyde’s throat as I move to the front.

"Well. That was a mess." Damien winced. "Not over yet." Lena moved. In the distance, there was a flash of lights. Black SUVs waiting for them. Lena's heart tightened. There was no escape. Then Noah said, "There's one." They looked at him. He nodded past the docks. A cargo ship loomed in the distance, preparing to leave port. Its engines roared, its hull looming like a giant over the black. Lena understood in an instant. Damien frowned. "You want to stow away on that monstrosity?"

“Did the Alphas hurt you somewhere?” “Why would they hurt me?”, I mean yes I did feel like a whip land on my skin with every touch but it did not bruise. “What black magic do you do lifeless doll, that both Alpha Damon’s sons were in a single cubicle with you,” Amanda says trudging towards me with folded hands and tilted head. “They are Alpha Damon’s sons?”, I question. My bone pricks me again from the inside. Are bones supposed to prick you? I squirm, twisting my body to make sure my bone does not dislocate to some different place. I press my fingers to my ribs counting the ridges on both sides.

"That's right Ma, how strange the ship is." What a very big ship. Because of the heat I decided to just rest on the deck of the boat, there were lots of chairs there, as well as Rahman and mama. Janu and our three cousins decided to rest in the car because they wanted to sleep and were sleepy. Early in the morning when the ship dropped anchor into the sea to wait for the schedule to dock at Bakauheni Harbor in Lampung, Rahman saw a ship that was getting closer to the hull of our ship, immediately he woke up my mother and me. It was too late, Yudhi woke me up, so I couldn't tell the ship's officers. Vaguely the mountain he saw was not a mountain but an oil tanker drawing closer to our ship.

"The L.V. Titan in the Arabian Sea and the L.V. Apex off the coast of Piraeus have both been targeted. Three of our largest heavy-cargo vessels are completely boxed in. Rogue maritime interceptors flying Vance Tactical colors are surrounding them, maintaining a fifty-yard perimeter, threatening to breach the hulls if our captains fire their engines." "He’s physically choking our primary revenue drivers out in the open," Kian said, his dark eyes locked onto the positioning telemetry. "If those vessels miss their docking windows in Rotterdam and Shanghai, the supply-chain breach penalties alone will trigger the cross-default clause by Friday." My secure cell phone chimed on the mahogany table.

Shuri and I exchanged glances which explained that we weren't expecting anyone. "Come in," I ordered and Raul rushed in panting. "What happened?" I asked. "Amara was spotted in Arianna's house yesterday," He informed me. I glanced at Shuri who looked sad but didn't say anything. They weren't in good terms but I could see concern in her eyes as she nodded and I left the room with Raul.