Captain Charles Vane Black Sails Novels & Stories

He walked out of the cabin and was about to take over the task of steering the boat from Eira when water lapping sounds started coming from nearby at that moment. “Swoosh!” The seawater’s sounds were strange. Ambrose subconsciously looked to the sea. He was instantly stunned as what he saw made him shudder and gasped! Uh…uh… At that moment, Ambrose’s jaw dropped as he thought he was hallucinating. He then rubbed his eyes with a face full of shock! He saw thousands of sailing ships majestically sailing nearby on the sea. It was indeed more than a thousand of them! Those sailing ships were flying a black flag with a white shark embroidered on it. The contrast of the black and white was jarring

The captain took a deep breath, looking down at Julian's bleeding form on the cot. "The Black Lotus Triad just arrived," the captain whispered. "Wei Chen survived the fight in the subterranean tunnels. He just docked a heavily armed destroyer at the edge of the reef. He has issued a direct ultimatum to every single soul on this rig. If they do not hand over Julian Blackwood and the billionaire queen in the next hour, he is going to blow this entire iron graveyard straight into the bottom of the ocean."

The chains bit into my wrists as the crew of the Black Leviathan dragged me onto the deck. Salt spray stung my face. I had fought like a demon when they boarded my smuggling ship, but numbers won. Now I stood before Captain Reyes, the most feared pirate in these poisoned seas. He was taller than I expected. Broad chest covered in scars and ink, dark hair tied back, eyes like storm clouds. His black coat flapped in the wind as he looked me up and down.

Vane coughed up dark blood, staring up at me with terrified, wide eyes as I stood over him, my silver runes burning with absolute authority. "It's over, Vane," I said, my voice cold as ice. "Your rebellion ends today." Vane let out a desperate, wheezing laugh. "You... you think I'm the mastermind, girl?" He spat blood onto the floor, his trembling finger pointing toward the high balcony overlooking the city harbor. "Look... look at the harbor!" I turned, my heart freezing in my chest. Through the shattered stained-glass windows, out in the middle of the burning royal harbor, a massive, ancient black warship was rising out of the water—a vessel three times the size of Vane's entire Sunfang fl

The Captain took one slow, deliberate step forward, his iron boot crunching loudly against the glass, forcing Vance to cower even closer to the floor. "But you are nothing more than a blind, arrogant rat," the Captain continued, his voice dripping with lethal disdain. "And today, your idiot son decided to spit directly into the eyes of a true monster." Vance’s breath completely stopped. The blood froze in his veins. "You ask who that blacksmith is?" the Captain asked, a dark, terrifying smirk finally touching the corners of his scarred mouth. He leaned down, dropping his voice to a chilling, bone-deep whisper that was meant only for the ruined Lord to hear.

The Black Rose lead submarine navigated the suffocating, silent pressures of the abyss for seven relentless days. It moved like a ghost through the thermal layers, evading every sonar sweep and satellite eye that the Voss and Reyes empires possessed. Finally, in the frozen twilight of the eighth day, the charcoal-black leviathan breached the surface.

The ocean air turned from salt-warm to bone-chillingly cold as the shuttle drifted into the Void Latitude. This was a part of the sea that didn't appear on commercial navigation charts. According to the digital logs Elena had pulled from the gold uploader, this was the "Black Box" of the Vance Empire, the place where the failures were buried.

​The old first officer stepped up behind them, leaning against the column but his eyes burning with an unshakeable, historical vengeance. ​"You... you're dead!" Silas gasped, his face instantly turning a sick, bloodless white as his gaze darted from Vivian to Julian, and finally, locked onto the scarred face of his old first officer. "The Blackwater facility... Vane said you were secured!"

Lin protested vehemently. Mia smiled softly. "I wish others shared your perspective. You've heard of the sacred Black Rose, haven't you?" He nodded, "Anyone who knows about the Legendary Black Princess Chi, standing right in front of me and being my best friend, must know about that Black Rose." Her smile widened at his understanding. "You know, my familiar was trapped in that rose until my birth. He told me the last petal of the rose bore a white mark, symbolizing my mate...", she narrated the entire story to him.

I’d maybe said some things over the years about how much he sucked and how he was probably the reason their team played like shit. He probably heard me say those things even.. But he was the adult here. Couldn’t he be less petty about it? “Hunter, as you know,” he continued. “This is the captain of the Raven Hill hockey team, Tristan Reeves.” Yeah. I knew. “The history between you two needs to be put behind you both now. As he’s your captain, you’re going to respect him.” Respect? I couldn’t even hold back the laugh that left me. But Coach clearly didn’t share in my humor because his gaze sharpened. “Whatever nonsense you were allowed to get away with on your old team doesn’t fly here, got i