Blackbeard Marine Novels & Stories

IN THE south part of the vast ocean, there is an island inhabited by cursed people. The prince of the Emporium is one of them, sitting on a chair made of stone curved from the stone ground. “Your highness, Captain Black Beard has arrived. He is on his way-in with the pirates and the soldiers from the Desert Biome, City of Gold - Emporium.” One of his armored hollow knight reporting to his prince. “Father Black Beard is here? What is he doing here? He must be on his way on the hive!” The prince was pretty confused.

scar on his chest was no longer burning, but had become… pitch black, like a true “hollow.” He used his last strength. “Boss!” Marcus rushed over. “The ship…” Jack’s voice was weak, “Alia…can it… be repaired?” “The engine room…is completely destroyed…” Alia’s voice was choked with sobs, “We…we’re sinking…” The “Black Mary” was slowly sinking. Just then, a muffled, thunderous engine roar echoed from the horizon. It wasn't the "Deepsea Hound," nor was it a warship. It was a… a colossal, unimaginably black… nuclear-powered submarine.

Jasmine's POV. We walked towards the beast in the waters and I admired the way the waves beat upon the shore threatening to pull people under. Since it was a private beach, there were only a few people present and I appreciated that a lot more than having to face the crowd. "Are the equipment ready?" He inquired from a man who was at the dock. "Good morning Mr Blackwood. Such a pleasure to meet you after so long." He gushed and I squinted as the morning sun hit my face, burning it up

"Jade I'm very sorry I didn't tell you he was married, but he assured me they were already separated and soon would be divorced!" Blake then tells of the first day he was introduced to Tristan. "About a year ago I went to a golf retreat in Hilton Head given by The Black Corporation. My two friends Sal, Jeffrey, and I had done a few holes then retreated to the resort's lounge. "There's Tristan Black!" Sal points out. "Oh okay. He's a young model type." I comment. "Yeah, he's a Marine I hear. He has no interest in the business. He simply inherited his father's fortune." Jeffery adds.

The marina was a symphony of clinking rigging and the low, expensive hum of engines. The Obsidian Star lived up to its name, a massive, predatory silhouette of black steel and glass that dwarfed the surrounding white cruisers. As they stepped onto the polished teak deck, the air was already thick with the scent of sea salt, expensive sunblock, and chilled alcohol.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.