I Will Sail My Vessel Novels & Stories

They are looking for us. The Sun-Cannons will not fire at us Helios said. He took off his hood. Everyone was scared. Because the sun does not fire at itself Helios said. Vane looked at us. He smiled. A God on my boat he said. This is going to be fun. We will leave at midnight he said.. My boat needs a special heart to survive the Abyssal Current. I will give you the heart I said. That night we got ready to leave. I stood on the pier. I looked at the ocean. It was black and wild.

He exhales slowly and stands up. “Fine,” he says. “I’ll take you to the mainland. But not Isla del Sol. With all its rocks and currents, it's too risky at night so I’ll drop you at the closest port. From there, you’re on your own.” Relief crashes through me and I squeeze his arm. “Thank you,” I say, meaning it. He just nods once, moving toward the controls of the boat. “Don’t thank me yet. The sea doesn’t like giving back what it takes.”

And I would rather have her hate me for a thousand years than see that spark in her eyes go out. Tomorrow, we would go to sea. Tomorrow, I would put three hundred feet of steel and a hundred miles of ocean between her and the monsters of New York. I would smile, I would pour the wine, and I would pretend that I wasn't a man who had just spent his evening covered in another man’s blood. I turned back inside, the heavy glass doors sliding shut behind me like the jaws of a trap. Tomorrow, the Siren’s Rest would sail. And God help anyone who mistook that for a vacation.

he said as he helped me put my luggage in the front row of the ship. And just how fast this day is, I can now look at the vast sea. Clear blue waters, ocean-colored skies, and my hand tightly holding the railings of the ship. 'These are all fine.' I said to myself as I tried to calm down for a few more minutes. It's getting dark and I'm sure it's only a matter of time before I'll be in the province of La Carles. "I will be fine." My grip on the railings tightened even more while saying those words. 'I'll be fine, everything will be fine.' I constantly repeated in my mind.

“Daddy has a boat!” “I heard.” “Tomorrow I’m going sailing. For medical reasons.” “What doctor prescribed a yacht?” Poppy pointed at Sebastian without hesitation. “Daddy Doctor.”

I huff. " The spell I mentioned was to be a barrier around them on the boat as they sail on the sea." His hands clasped my face forcing me to stare into his eyes and when I do, they soften. " Yes. I may be cruel but when it has to do with you, I could never" My trembling breathing reduced. " Why didn't you mention this at dinner?" " Becase then making them to leave would be difficult. This is for the best. And as much as I dislike to say this, I will make sure they're safe in that barrier that nothing gets through. This is our battle strategy and I'm asking that you trust me"

“Understood, sir. Let’s go. I’ll drive you to the other side.” Without a word, I turn and start walking toward the docks, and I don’t look back. I can’t. Because if I do, I’ll see the glow of our suite windows, and I might see her. And if I do, I might not be able to leave this island. Which is definitely not good for me. When we reach the boat, I jump in with a practiced ease, the wood groaning beneath my weight, and Eli climbs in after me, moving to the wheel, his hands quick and sure. The engine coughs immediately, then roars alive, slicing the night with its growl.

Anaya “Follow my lead. I want everyone in position when I give the signal,” I said again, as we were only minutes away from the island. We were on high-speed boats. Some of our men are arriving via helicopter. I know that it could go wrong and that they might already be aware of us. However, as the island is deserted and far from civilization, I am certain they cannot leave it on such short notice.

His yacht was already parked near the entrance, and I still wasn’t used to its enormity. Aiden stood beside me and let out a long whistle. “Dang. This is yours?” Elias just shrugged like it was nothing. Aiden stepped closer to the railing. “Is this what we’re going to use to go to Montrose?” Elias stopped walking. “We?” he repeated. Aiden nodded. Elias raised a brow. “Take the public boat,” he said. “What—?” “It’s only us,” Elias emphasized, pointing between himself and me.

Even out on the ocean, I can smell her as her scent clings to me but fades from the island. "My Fated, My Home, I will return to you," I whisper, looking to Lion Island while the waves carry us out to sea. This voyage is going to be a challenge without her. How did I let Father convince me to leave?