Blackbeard Marine Novels & Stories

Brecken demanded, shoving past Lucian to look out the small rear window. "Faster than this barge," Cade called out from the back deck. He was already unzipping a heavy black canvas bag he had dragged out of the bench storage. He pulled out two assault rifles and tossed three spare magazines onto the metal hatch cover. "They're light hulls. Dual outboard engines. They will be on our stern in under three minutes." I stumbled toward Soren, who was leaning against the small nav table, his forehead pressed against the cool glass. The scar on his forearm wasn't just glowing yellow anymore. The skin around it looked bruised, swollen, and black veins were spidering out from the mark toward his elbow

March grabbed my upper arm and hauled me out of my seat. I tried to hide the pain that shot through my arm, but a soft groan escaped me. I felt my feet briefly leave the ground as he pulled me toward the door. The humid breeze outside sucked the unsteady breath from my lungs. Marcus let go of my arm and I stumbled against the outside railing leading up to the door. “Who is the Marine,” he spat. I straightened, but didn’t have a chance to answer when Marcus tumbled forward over the railing, landing on the gravel. Madden stood at the door. “Get in your vehicle, we’re leaving.”

Its towering mainmasts bore the dual crest of House Blackwood-Sunfang: a silver wolf encircled by a golden solar eclipse. On the main deck, King Dom Jr. stood overseeing the final loading of supplies. Clad in durable sea-leather armor over his tunic, his golden-violet eyes scanned the crew with methodical precision. Beside him, sailors secured heavy barrels of fresh water, crates of enchanted star-lily salve, and racks of specialized silver-tipped spears meant to penetrate the thick hide of oceanic leviathans.

, Captain Blackbeard said and everyone kept quiet. A captain stood up and said,'Blackbeaed and gentlemen, I suppose we have not to unceal her power for our own safety. Montaro is so furious that he would get everything shattered immediately we unceal her power. She has been stucked at that garden since we unceal her power and leave her there, even though some people say she is happy there but I don't think it would be a good idea as he is most likely going to go against his words if we are to have an accord with him.

For the first time in years, he had spoken both of his daughters' names with the exact same weight, acknowledging them equally as a father. ​Hidden Enemies ​Back at Blackridge Headquarters, the board meeting continued smoothly until Sophia projected several global charts onto the large screen. "Our competitors have already started reacting." ​One graph immediately caught Dizer's sharp eye: several of Blackridge's primary international shipping routes had suddenly become unavailable. She frowned. "Why?" ​Sophia brought up another corporate report. "Someone has purchased the exclusive docking rights." ​Arthur's expression darkened. "Who?" ​Sophia enlarged the buyer's profile: Hawthorne Maritim

A B-class sequence user calling himself an Apostle of the Sea God arrived with three drug-controlled sea beasts to provoke us. He stood at the bow, with three berserk sawtooth sharks behind him. "Lord of Shallow Bay, surrender your ranch and kneel for mercy, or be sacrificed to the Sea God!"

She had forgotten how cold the Hudson could be in November; she had also forgotten how strong the tides could be, and she braced herself against the spray, almost like waves in an ocean. There were too many people crammed in—Maria, Jasmine and Becca, Blake who was rowing, and a couple of his friends—and Scarlet looked out, shivering, not trusting this creaking, weathered boat, and was grateful to see that Bannerman’s Island was fast approaching, hardly thirty yards away.

There it was—an unmistakable outline that sent chills down her spine: a rival pirate vessel, its black flag snapping proudly in the rising wind, a blood-red skull etched into the fabric—a symbol of doom that heralded chaos and violence. The crew reacted as if electrified, a chorus of panic and determination flooding the air around her. “It’s Blackbeard’s ship!” another crew member shouted, eyes wide as fear laced through their voice. The notorious captain was infamous for his ruthless tactics, and the bloodlust that accompanied his crew was legendary. “We’re outnumbered!”

The blond enforcer stood there, naked and lethal, his gold eyes still rimmed with the black ink of the beast. "Release him, Kan," Gideon rumbled. His voice was a physical weight in the room. Timothy’s eyes darted between them. "Gideon Blackwell. And the 'MadMax' of the Nelblack syndicate. I’m in a room with two walking corpses." "I haven't used that name in years," Kan said, his thumb brushing over the pulse point in Timothy's neck. He leaned in, his breath hot against Timothy's ear. "But for you, I might bring him back."

“How do you know all this?” “I’ve been investigating Zeke while I was away,” I said simply. “And you don’t have to worry about the Blackbeard gang. My dad and his personal soldiers already agreed to take care of them.” Ledger’s brow creased. “Still, we’ll need more information.”. Liam crossed his arms. “How are you planning to get that?” “I know,” I said. “They run a nightclub downtown. It’s a front for their operations. Jade’s helping me get access.