Eternal Fleet Novels & Stories

Chase explained, “The patrol team from Eternalporium is coming—it actually might already be in Skyspring. Any Smasher or Warlord who does anything will be noticed.” This astonished Kayson. “Eternalporium? Is it like a brother organization of Admiralporium?” Chase clicked his tongue. “I guess you could say so, but in terms of authority, Eternalporium is much higher than Admiralporium. Admiralporium has to work with Eternalporium’s patrol team unconditionally.” “Oh…” Kayson was rather curious about Eternalporium but thought he would ask Chase about it next time. “I’ll be off to the Osborns then. Send me the location.”

Nathaniel is now at the Celebrity Millenium Cruise Ship to fulfill his duty. It is a cruise ship operated by Celebrity Cruises. She is the lead ship of her namesake class, whose ships are powered by gas turbines. She is the oldest operating ship in Celebrity's fleet. It is owned by the Royal Caribbean Group. Nathaniel is the Staff Captain on this Cruise Ship. He is the second in command aboard the cruise ship and Head of the Deck Department. He is the one who is familiar with all the duties and responsibilities of the Master and should be able to assume command of the vessel.

Wade's father died in the line of duty. At his funeral, Wade stood solemnly at the very front of the crowd. By the time I hurried back from out of town, there were only two spots left for the funeral procession. One was beside my husband of seven years, Wade, whom I had secretly married. The other was at the very back of the line. Naturally, I assumed the spot beside him had been left for me. But the moment I took a step forward, Wade walked right past me and nodded in the direction of my best friend standing behind me. "Helen, come here." The relatives around us began looking in our direction. Someone murmured, "Isn't that Wade's girlfriend? They look perfect together." Others began c

"Only a thousand more to go." "We don't have time for a thousand villages, Eryx," I said, looking at the Golden Gate on the horizon. "The Blood-Lords were just the vanguard. The Fourteen Thrones are empty, but the High Council of the East is still holding the keys to the Eternal Noon". Suddenly, a shadow fell over Aethel-Gard. It wasn't a cloud, and it wasn't a titan. It was a Mirror-Ship—a vessel made of the same silver-glass as the Spire, but its sails were made of woven human hair.

"A flagship?" I whispered, the word feeling like lead on my tongue. "They’re turning the Earth into a ship?" "Not just a ship," Fenris said, his face illuminated by the flickering red status screens. "A **Dreadnought**. They’ve realized that the 'Intersection'—this hybrid of magic and data—is the perfect fuel. They aren't going to process us one by one anymore. They’re going to fuse the entire biosphere into a singular, sentient engine."

achieve the same power through surgery and software. "This is blasphemy," Elder Cang muttered, though he didn't dare speak too loudly. He was now the "Technical Advisor" for the sect, a title he hated but couldn't refuse. "You are turning the path of immortality into a manufacturing line." "I'm turning it into a survival strategy, Elder," Scarlett countered, without looking up from her HUD. "The 'immortality' you seek is useless if a Creator-class fleet vaporizes this mountain from orbit." Suddenly, the Stellar Navigator let out a piercing, rhythmic alarm.

A growing tension hung in the air, foreshadowing difficult times ahead. Eventually, the show came to an end and everyone had to return home. Shola was waiting outside the exhibition venue when a Mercedes car pulled up in front of her and honked its horn. The window rolled down on Shola's side and she realized it was Sègla behind the wheel. He was driving a very luxurious car that was very rare to see in the city. He was quick to offer Shola a lift, but she declined the offer, and at the same time, Fèmi arrived with his motorcycle. He'd picked it up from the bike warden. Sègla honked again, then drove off. A few seconds later, Fèmi also started up, with Shola sitting behind him on his motorcy

“No, you weren’t the first. But, you were the first in a long time. Perhaps your punishment was too harsh. I cannot change the past but I can try to better the future. Your life on earth must come to an end, dear child but considering all the pain and suffering that you have had to endure, you deserve to be happy in eternity. “When you and Garin return to Harlem, you will find that the segregation between angels and demons there is no more. You will be able to spend your eternal life with the one you love, as will the others.” Garin looked at Hannah and she at him. It was an unexpected turn of events but it was a good one; a very good one. It was a good deal, and they were both willing to ta

Andres' voice in the video sounded indifferent and dismissive. Camellia's mind flashed back to the day Andres received the beads. "Cam, I'll always keep these with me, even in death," he had promised. The color drained from Camellia's face. She wanted to cry and let out all the pain, but no tears came. The light in her eyes had faded completely. Late at night, as the world slept, no one noticed when Eterna Haven went up in roaring flames. Andres was up early the next morning, preparing for the day.

As they approached the sacred grounds, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy—an anticipation of the discussions that would shape the future of their kind. The entrance to the elders' sanctum loomed before them, adorned with intricate carvings that told the tales of generations past. Seraphina, her scarlet eyes glinting with a mix of reverence and determination, led the way. Adrian, his werewolf features a testament to the unity forged in recent battles, followed closely, while the hybrid child walked beside them, a living symbol of the prophecies that had unfolded.