Funny Ships Novels & Stories

Kojima said to the General who just smiled as he saw the ships sailing along with several planes on board belonging to the Global Elites going sailing. "Hahaha. To be honest, I didn't even think or believe that I would use the UFO ship for something like this. Hahaha." The General said with a happy face and laughed.

As they neared the port, Rick was amazed at all of the ships that were moored at this time. "Why are there so many ships here instead of out on a run? Seems like every available shipping sloop is here." Old Wilson replied "It's like this every day. They come in and are unloaded, then reloaded and set sail again. It is one continuous cycle. Turn around time for any single ship is 24 to 48 hours. Time is money, as they say."

The process would restart day after day, repeating the debauchery that went on endlessly. The ship focused on money and women under the night sky on open seas. Coincidentally, they were also Shindan Way’s greatest tools to generate income. Without the ship, the Shindan Way, which was only one of the Six Schools of Martial Arts from the Island Nations, would’ve had their income reduced by one-third their original amount. The ship not only assisted them in making money, but they could also launder it without getting detected. Those white questionable identities could wash their reputations white and turn their dirty money clean after shifting their cash around in such a place.

A blast of cold wind hit me right to the face, and then, we burst out into what looked like a coast. Dirty wooden floorboards, lanterns swaying overhead despite the sun still being out, numerous and endless stacks of crates in every corner. I mean every corner. The sound of hissing from different steam engines combined together, drowning out the chatter from the men around—some loitering, others stacking things and leading people into boats. I’d never seen so many ships packed into one spot—cargo transport, weathered fishing boats, even some shiny passenger ships with polished rails that reflected like a mirror. But Vladislav didn’t pause. He kept moving, straight toward one ship in particul

He punctuated that last bit with a leer and a waggle of his eyebrows. Ruby glanced behind him toward the open water. There were two cruise ships docked here today - the one she'd just come from, the Queen Aquaria, and then the Ocean Jamboree, which featured a tangle of water slides on the main deck and was blaring electronic dance music so loud that she could hear it from here. She had an idea where these guys belonged. "Sorry," she said with a shrug. "I'm on the Queen Aquaria." "No way," one of the other frat guys said with a laugh. "That's the old person cruise."

Matteo went to the desk, keeping his eyes on the footage. A wild orange flame blew up as soon as the ships were about to get to the shore. One of the ships was ours. “Matteo, a ship just blew up. Could you check the footage?” I shouted, eyes widened, heartbeat increased. “Give me a second.” He rammed his fingers over the keyboard. “Fuck, I can’t find our ship.” Matteo curses anytime he's frustrated. Just as the explosion went off. “We're fucked; the ship is gone.” The whole ship blew up like a blazing inferno.

A warning. I grip the railing harder, heart pounding. The cargo ship looms ahead, massive and slow, vulnerable. And then—floodlights blaze from the starboard side. Another vessel emerges from the dark. Sleek, black, marked with a single insignia. The Vitale crest. I exhale, part relief, part dread. The new ship surges between the cargo and the attackers. Its guns roar, tearing into the speedboats with terrifying precision. Engines sputter, hulls splinter, screams cut through the air. Within minutes, the would-be raiders are retreating, limping into the night.

I was the only one not from another realm and a pure bloodline would make the strongest kingdom. If that was true or made up, I didn't care. Apart from eyes on my back every single second, they left me alone. It was almost as if he was selling me to his staff already. Walking arm in arm with Luzo, we ended up at the building place for the ships. Willa her excitement couldn't handle walking slowly and she instead took to running around the ships with hyper energy. Twenty ships lined one wall. Enormous ships, taller than houses, each brand new with cannons pointing at every angle. The new king of Envy would sail with these ships back to his realm.

She had seen the ship before in her father's space. The smaller boats only had two bedrooms , one control room , one kitchen and two toilets . Each bedrooms had two sets double beds . The smaller ship can be use to patrol the shallow sea while the bigger ships can be use to patrol in the deep sea . Two days later as soon as the city gate open, a black carriage and a brown carriage drives out from the city follow by four horses . An Ruo sits in the black carriage with Murong Xian. Chu Fan , Chu Yun and Chu Xin sit at the second carriage drives by Murong Xian guards. Two , who rides the horses are Murong Xian's guards and the other two are An Ruo guards .

He looked at me. “No shit?” I laughed at him. “They sink ships and all that stuff. Do you think a ship could sail in this place? I mean really, do you have to look around to answer that question?” Suddenly Kai busted out laughing. He smacked his leg. “I was just pulling your leg man. Someone has got to lighten the mood around here.” I shook my head at him.