Harlock Space Pirates Novels & Stories

“No, but I will need Redstar’s help.” “What? Why me? I already said - I’m not a fighter. I’m definitely not some supergenius, so I dunno how I can help you.” “You are the fastest pilot here, yes?.” “Yeah, I’m a champion racer, sure. So what?” “I need to return to my hab very quickly. I cannot drive a hopper.” Redstar’s eye twitched in consternation. “What am I, your chauffeur?!” ~ The swarm of drones that were previously fighting the pirates suddenly came back online. Or, rather, their connection to Tartarus came back online. Once again, they raced towards the pirate fighters at breakneck speed. Their weapons were quickly power cycled, rebalanced, and primed to fire.

The explosive decompression violently sucked several corrupted Ouroboros cyborgs out into the void, while Jack landed heavily on the main deck, the deck plating buckling under his boots. The command bridge was a horrorshow of fused flesh and machinery. At the helm stood a hybrid captain—half Ouroboros zealot, half Devourer mutant. "Sterling!" the hybrid hissed, raising a scythe made of bone and plasma. "You are too late! The main armada is already en route to the Mint!" Jack didn't waste a single breath on dialogue. He slammed his boot down on the deck, instantly magnifying the gravity in the bridge to a thousand times normal.

Harvey sighed. “You’re halfway to becoming a God of War, yet you’re still here swallowing drugs. Can’t you just let that go?” Harvey thought he figured out Shinsuke’s strength by now, but the latter was a lot more powerful than anticipated. With Shinsuke’s bloodshot eyes and bloodthirsty expression, there was simply no other explanation. Harvey knew the Islanders were involved with ninjas, onmyojis, conjurers, and martial artists. They’ve managed to invent all sorts of peculiar things because of all their combined talents.

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

I snap, utterly annoyed and frustrated. "We don't know, boss. The cameras aren't showing anything." He explains, furiously furrowing his eyebrows. "Someone hacked us, it'll take a couple of days to get the footage back." Fuck. My. Life.

She stared at me, trying to figure me out. “I’ll go a step further—if you let me keep Jezebel, in three full moons I'll take Marianna as my mate. She is a beautiful girl. It would be my honor.” I added, and I meant it. Marianna with her fiery red hair, and freckled face, was very attractive.

After exchanging customary greetings to their comrades in arms based in the Babarus Costa System, Invictus jumped out to fulfill her latest orders. Before committing to the long and perilous journey, the ship docked at one of the deep-space stations littered across the entrance of the Warp-Passage. It wasn't really a matter of choice. Theoretically the battlestar could hop across in a few jumps without resupplying, but the holes in her armor needed to be repaired among other things. Holding off the pirate forces surely helped the Naval forces stationed there, but Invictus took a pounding doing so. Aside from the two scarred openings in her bow armor caused by Lance fire, the armor was riddle

Jethro said coldly, unresponsive to Harvey's attempts to be friendly. The conversation had just started, but the atmosphere was already tense and awkward. Harvey was a gentleman and knew that Jethro was a rough one, so he didn't get angry. Moreover, among all Harvey's partners, no one spent as much money as Jethro. "Are you satisfied with the previous item? How much do you want this time?" Harvey asked, not mentioning what the item was, but everyone in the room knew what he was referring to. Harvey specialized in supplying weapons to mercenary armies and criminal gangs in many countries around the world. Additionally, he also sold them to small clients as long as they had money and a need fo

After all, he was born and raised with them, only left when he came aboard Peacemaker. The Lunar Ravager's most prolific band of space pirates, famously known for being all werewolves. I slathered the bread in a tangy sauce before laying out some meat and cheese. Was it real meat and cheese? Who knew? But humankind had gotten so good at duplicating everything in a lab, it didn't really matter. Still tasted good. But maybe if I compared the cheese with cheese from my dad's farm, maybe I'd be able to tell a difference.

So the harbour area and the adjacent city were built first, based on a comprehensive plan, and the rest will be built slowly. After saying goodbye to Bishop Deandre Patton, butler Victor introduced the head of the domain's Chamber of Commerce, Harland Koey. 'My respects, Baron. 'Good day, Harland. 'Baron, the goods seized from the pirates have all been sold, and they were all in demand, bringing you 5,300 gold coins. Christine nodded to show she understood. 'Because you asked the Navy to select the people first, the Merchant Guild has only recruited more than 50 sailors, and many of them are novices who need practice.