Deltarune Shipping Novels & Stories

"The shipping costs will be higher, but Kingsley International’s maritime logistics network can transport raw timber from Vancouver directly to the Thames docks faster than Vance Global can transport it from Sweden." Ethan pulled a pen from his inner pocket, nodding smoothly. "Kingsley Shipping operates twelve heavy cargo vessels currently docked in Halifax and Montreal, Mrs. Kingsley. If we redirect two vessels to the Pacific Northwest timber yards by tomorrow morning, the first shipment can reach London docks in fourteen days." Alexander stood up beside his wife, wrapping his arm securely around her waist and pulling her tight against his side. The worry that had hovered over his mind sinc

This was getting pointless; I was tired of the back and forth. “……” He stayed silent. “Now that that’s settled, let’s talk about reports on the new shipping.” I started a new shipping company, actually, I have a lot of them under different names and different places just for emergencies, and if one dies down, I can always get extra. Men aren’t hard to find, some that have escaped prison and need a place to stay or work while they avoid the law can always work for me underground and move to different countries. “Please, a moment.” He said as he opened the tablet and checked for details. Yes, there is a 19.7%” increase in shipments since the last time we had a supply.” He added.

Cassian leaned back slightly. “Explain.” She rotated the screen toward them. “Since the merger announcement, several shipping insurance firms have started shifting their coverage.” Tan frowned. “Toward Sentinel?” Avelyn nodded. “Yes.” Cassian studied the numbers. “That means she’s strengthening their credibility.” Tan sighed. “Insurance confidence drives shipping decisions.” Avelyn added, “And if HarborGate becomes the safest protected shipping route…” Cassian finished quietly, “More companies will use them.” Tan shook his head slowly.

"The St. Agnes ghost-code... you can use the Delta Conduit to mask the harbor logs. You can reroute the asset descriptions before the grand jury convenes. You have the keys. We gave you the pharmaceutical shell companies! We gave you everything!" "You gave me what was already mine, Collins," I purred, my voice dropping into that gravelly, predatory register that always turned his blood to ice. "The Delta Conduit belongs exclusively to the Al-Sayed Sovereign Trust. It is entirely clean, entirely insulated, and entirely sealed against the wreckage of your front-facing violence. I did not spend my weekend negotiating with an Egyptian king to use his capital as a shield for your sloppy conversat

All the secret shipping routes, key contacts, and black account passwords were known only to me. Before I left, I didn't take a single dollar. However, I was the one who ran that empire. "Vito has a major overseas shipment coming into port soon, doesn't he?" I turned to Leo. Leo raised an eyebrow. "He does. It's his biggest revenue source this quarter. If that shipment disappears, his cash flow dries up." I set down my glass, my gaze sharpening. "The password for that shipment is 'Siren.' The delivery point isn't at the docks but in that abandoned salt flat to the west.

Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his normally pristine suit showed wrinkles that suggested he had been working around the clock. “The Astoria operations are secure,” Rohan reported, consulting his tablet. “Brayer eliminated the last of Veynar’s contacts there yesterday. No survivors to report back to their remaining cells.” “Good. What about the Selvarra shipments?” “On schedule. The dock workers’ union decided to cooperate after our conversation with their leadership.” Rohan’s tone suggested that conversation had involved more than words. “No delays expected.” Dario nodded, his fingers steepled as he processed the information. Every move had to be calculated now, every decision weighed a

She was running on pure adrenaline and soot. "Boss, we have a situation at the harbor," Marco’s gravelly voice cut through the static, tight and uncharacteristically tense. "The news about Aces and Ales is spreading fast. The street captains are getting restless, and Maison & Co. is already moving in on our territory. They just bought out our primary shipping lane through Antwerp. They didn't just outbid us, they doubled the maritime security f*e."

He looked at my white knuckles gripped around the folder, then turned his gaze back to Elena, whose hand was still resting flat against his chest, right over his heart. "The local shares are stable for the next twelve hours, Nilah," Darien stated flatly. The words made me feel deeply hurt, cold, heavy, and final. He slowly pulled his bicep out of Elena's grip, but he didn't look at me as he did it. He looked at the floor, his features locked in a rigid expression of corporate necessity. "If the Vance fleet pulls out of the European lines, the entire international shipping network collapses. The Mariel merger will mean nothing if we lose the shipping corridors. I have to go with her to the ai

The yard was a labyrinth of shadows, every creak and rustle putting their nerves on edge. Luca’s voice crackled softly over the comms. “I’m picking up chatter on an encrypted frequency. Sounds like they’re expecting a delivery.” “Can you pinpoint where?” Elena asked. “Dock twelve,” Luca replied. “It’s on the far side.” Elena signaled to the others, and they regrouped near the designated dock. A large cargo ship was moored there, its deck bustling with activity. Hawthorne’s men moved crates onto waiting trucks, their movements precise and coordinated.

A logbook. Although most packs operated independently, they still carried out trades with other packs. If somehow there was an arrangement with someone or another pack, it would have been in it. Carefully, I perused the book, paying attention to every little detail. Shipping. Import. Export. Finally, I found something of interest. There was a shipping that occurred about two weeks back, close to the day that Sal got kidnapped. There was only one object that served as the cargo for the shipping. A rune for blocking scents.