Giulio Cesare Ship Novels & Stories

Ciro says calmly, wiping water from his face. "Come on, Queen!" Spadino taunts. "Or are you afraid of the sharks?" I look at the water. It looks cool. Inviting. I look at Aureliano. He is at the helm, steering the boat with one hand, a cigar in the other. He is wearing linen trousers and a white shirt unbuttoned to his waist. He is watching me. He sees Ciro’s hand on my leg. He sees Spadino in the water.

"And I want to know how that bastard Augusto reacted. He thought he'd take the kingship when Lorenzo disappeared, didn't he? How did he handle you marrying Lorenzo's daughter instead?" I leaned back in my chair, stretching my legs out. "He wasn't happy. But marrying Gianna was smart. It united the clans. All the men who were loyal to Lorenzo are now loyal to me because of her." Caesar nodded approvingly, tapping his glass against the armrest. "Very clever." I wasn’t so sure it was clever. My thoughts were too tangled, my feelings too raw to judge. Cesare raised his drink. "You are your father’s son. A true Deluca. Cheers."

~Stargem: Rewrite~ Sephtis' fleet arrived at the Crimson Gate and joined the Blood Fleet. Right behind the legions of ships is the Excelente Class World Destroyer Ship. This ship is powered by four dark magic crystals and is 40,000 km in length (front to back), and has a height of 15-20,000 km. This monstrous ship has a large lazer barrel in front and as the name says, it can destroy worlds. This is only one of the 4 Excelente Class that serve as a flagship of the Forgotten Navy. The ship where Sephtis is, docks inside it and a man can be seen looking down from the hangar observatory deck wearing black robe with a golden sash.

— 10 nautical miles before arriving at Alexandria port — A large customized black cargo ship of over 50000 tons is traveling through the calm sea toward its destination; The Alexandria port. On this ship, over 1,000 passengers are traveling along with many cargoes that were carried on this ship. In this, over 1,000 passengers 400 of them are volunteers from the sect in Zhu Wushang world. The others are from the various government bureau and the people from the Qin Empire Imperial palace that represent the will of the Qin Emperor.

Originating in the Dutch Republic in the 16th century, the vessel was designed to facilitate transoceanic delivery with the maximum of space and crew efficiency. So during one of their first few nights in the vast open water, Nero saw, or imagined he saw, a vessel standing for them under a press of sail, as though it would run them down. Luna in particular affirmed that it was the ship that once sank due to a storm, and that it must certainly be it, or at least it was its the apparition. According from what she heard, there was once a ship that was lost off the {Cape of Good Hope, change the name}, and every soul on board perished. Wasting no time, the cats approached their masters to report

Leniela quickly threw away her flip flops and wore it in embarrassment. "You two shouldn't look at me like that, she insisted on being here so I had to make use of her company". Cesare defended himself seeing the 'seriously?' look they gave him. Alfredo shook his head and proceeded to sit beside Leniela while Rico shared the couch with Cesare. "So what is this meeting all about?". Alfredo asked. "A large shipment of ours was hijacked an hour ago". Cesare calmly stated making Leniela gasped.

I screeched, gripping his wrist with both hands and trying to pull away from him. "No can do." He pushed me up the stairs in front of him as we ascended to the upper desk. I opened my mouth to protest further but was quickly stunned into silence at the sight before me. It was incredible, something out of a fairytale. A massive man-of-war ship was rocking in the waves only yards from the smaller cruise ship that had been my ride to port in Valoria. Its size was nearly triple in comparison to my boat, stretching four stories out of the water with sails that would have covered the length of my boat twice over. Though it looked vintage, its sails were clearly just for show, as it was powered by

“You mind filling me in?” She flipped me a bird but then sighed. “Giulio is the youngest son of Enrico Marchetti. Their family is quite powerful. They were never too fond of Cartelli—and Thorne, especially—but there was always this fragile alliance between them. If anything happens to Giulio, it can lead to a war.” She locked her eyes on me and smirked. “And you, my dear friend, will be the cause of it.” *** Fifi's words rang inside my head long after the wedding party was over. Could Hunter Thorne truly risk a war because Giulio had attacked me?

​Behind it, the huge hull of the Aurelians Ghost lurched violently. ​Without the anchors and without the grounding wire to hold it against the granite base the massive warship started to slide. It moved down the forty-degree incline of the pass. The crumpled iron front tore out what remained of the gate-house walls. The ship drifted toward the dry canyon of the riverbed. ​"Elara! Jump!" Cole's voice shouted through the white-out.

Mara swirled around. Between the rocks outside on the sea a larger ship appeared. Not big as a cruise ship. But big enough. A rusty cutter. Without lighting. Almost noisy. Only the rhythmic stamping of the engine came over. Noah became pale. Elias stepped backwards. And Emilia began to tremble. Mara looked at the ship. A name was painted on the side. In the weak light she could only read a word. Asteria. Then she suddenly understood something. Not slow.