Bungou Stray Dogs Ships Novels & Stories

“What does it say?” My eyes moved over the writing with my torch. “There was a war and there were outnumbered. They were ambushed, I think. It says it was a pack from across the water. They attacked without cause and forced them into hiding. The leader of the pack was called Bloodhound—or at least I think that’s what it says here.” So, Craig was right. They were forced to leave their home. It was another act of senseless violence.

I was already out the door, coat trailing behind me like a shadow. --- The docks were a mess of rust and whispers. Fog curled like smoke from a dying fire. The air was thick with salt and danger. Luca met me near the water, face grim. “No shipment, boss,” he said. “But we caught two vans hauling crates. Not ours. No IDs, but the markings were from the Ravenna line.” I let the words settle like lead. “Did they see us?” “No. We’re ghosts.” The corner of my lip curled.

But not everyone shares in the mirth. I find myself unmoved just like Admiral Nugen. And I can see he is doing his best not to react. Would a man risk such ridicule to say something like that? I feel there has to be a good reason. But I understand why Mykhol finds it so absurd. “From what I read, the Bulgeons were scavengers,” I recall. “They travel by sea and attack unprotected ports. But they never settle. They return to their homeland after they get what they need. I never read them doing anything else.”

“We’re going to have to go down to that marina and hope we find a boat or two we can use. Something with sails or oars, preferably.” From up here, we can see two long wooden docks. The rest of the marina is blocked from our sight by buildings. More than a dozen boats of varying sizes are tied up on the piers. The biggest, docked at the very end of the nearest dock, is half submerged. It looks like one of the ships I’ve seen in old pictures that used to ferry tourists out to Alcatraz to visit the famous prison. The twisted stern of the boat appears to have suffered damage from an Anomaly, which is why Dad is hoping for sails or oars. Dad turns to Lieutenant Gregerson. “Lieutenant, choose six

"Daddy? Is that you? I…I'm hungry, and these people are starving me. They even locked me up with huge, fierce dogs that bit me all over… It hurts, Daddy, and I'm so scared!" A little girl could be heard sobbing on the other end of the line. Countless warships, carriers, and cruisers roamed the Artica Ocean in a massive battle. The phone rang in the command tower of the flagship carrier with a crimson dragon painted on it.

"Just a bit tired after the adrenaline rush, but otherwise I'm alright." Nestie was relieved. "I did my best to have them double back and fetch you right away." Then, after some silence, he added, "That was one freak storm we experienced. While it was happening, it felt like we were caught in a typhoon. We were lucky. I just hope no other vessel was caught in it." It was then that Lisa remembered the white yacht and its ghostly presence. She recalled how it seemed to glow in the mist and the gold letters written on its side – The Golden Cowrie.

He was in training to be a warrior. The next 14 cases read the same. # 16 was Canon, I couldn’t bring myself to read his. I knew it was going to be pretty much the same, but it was Canon. I was here visiting when he first shifted at 16. I have called his mom, mom for 7 years now. File #2 case 1 George Town, pack Sintu, 38 dead, mostly women including Luna Sara George. 12 female pups age 10-15 taken.

Groaning in frustration, Joshua pulled himself to his feet and looked at the dead man before him. He had him, he was moments away from getting his answer but no, one small mistake had cost him and he was back to square one. A gunshot then sounded making him remember what he had left behind. He then ran back to the ship and upon arriving the ship had been driven back to the shore and the door flung open revealing a number of young women flocking out one after the other. He walked over to help them out of the ship and that was when it dawned on him that they were the cargo, Kenneth was trafficking them away

my gaze flashes to Master Gregory, "How long would a journey take from across the sea?" "A fortnight. More or less depending on baggage." I pause for a moment, "and the watches we set? Has there been news?" "The treaty returned last night. From the ports, there were reports of two shipwrecks found in the last month. No survivors, nothing to rummage. There was a minor report, a child claimed he saw a wolfless man in the market near one of the wreckages but nothing of substance to back it up. From the watches around the Night Court there have been no sightings of creatures and our forests do not seem to be affected yet. We received word from the watches set in the Fire Court, there was a repor

exclaims Bella, really excited. “Then let's go. The cargo ship leaves in 2 hours. First we need to get out without being seen. So we are going to go through the kitchens and out the south wing door. It has the least amount of guards and it is the closest to the docs. Once we are at the docs we will get in the box that carries the clothing. That will get us on the ship. The ship will go to Anera, That is where we will get off. Anera is one of the biggest countries in the world. The cargo ship we are taking is called Blue Jay. The one we will catch back to Astora is called Phoenix. Everybody understand the plan??” I ask after finishing the plan. Bella and Raven stared at me. Bella piped up and