I Will Sail My Vessel Novels & Stories

I am out of those horrible chains now and I'm not planning on returning. My eyes scan the endless blues around me. We are at sea, and I can tell just how far gone this sailing boat is. Daybreak is near. I can taste the impending sunset in the air. We've sailed for five hours, which means we've claimed half of the journey's worth. I know all of this because before the mark and before my destiny changed; I had taken an interest in Raven studies. "The name's Jai-Blynn." The beta officially introduces himself to me. He does so right before the group of five now focused on us.

Kie felt a thrill of excitement, knowing that he was not only the owner of this incredible yacht but also had a capable and trustworthy Android Captain in Neptune. As they sailed towards the island, Kie couldn't help but wonder what other adventures awaited him and his new AI friend could go on. "I can't wait to show Dad and Raven!" Kie said overjoyed as his yacht glided at top speed but it was so smooth you didn't notice the change.

Kie felt a thrill of excitement, knowing that he was not only the owner of this incredible yacht but also had a capable and trustworthy Android Captain in Neptune. As they sailed towards the island, Kie couldn't help but wonder what other adventures awaited him and his new AI friend could go on. "I can't wait to show Leilani and Bella!" Kie said overjoyed as his yacht glided at top speed but it was so smooth you didn't notice the change.

I said to myself, “No matter what challenges lay ahead, I know that I will always have them by my side.” One sad night, I whispered to myself. “I miss you father. I miss going to that coffee shop on Main Street with you every Saturday morning.” I spotted a shooting star in the distance and began to sob, thinking, “I really wish that you were here to see this star with me, father.” “The Crimson Tide is a really reliable and well-maintained ship. It's known for its efficiency and expertise in delivering marine equipment worldwide,” Captain James had told me when I'd asked him about the ship. “The vessel has completed several successful deliveries before it set sail on its latest mission.

Jason opened his mouth to respond, but before he could speak, Mia’s voice cut through gently but firm. “There’s a ship,” she said, looking between the Elders and Jason. “Fourteen day cruise. It departs from Adelaide, loops through New Zealand, then the top of Australia, and ends in Bali before returning. You’d be off pack lands, out of reach of duty, and… maybe closer to fate.” Nathan crossed his arms, glancing at Jason. "Wouldn’t kill us to relax. Just once." Jason sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll think about it.”

“I’ll show you this, but I won’t answer any questions about the agenda.” He flipped his phone over to show a large yacht. “We’re going on that?” My eyes went wide. He nodded. “Going to do a little island hopping, but I won’t tell you where.” “Freedom.” No paparazzi hounding us down. Just us on a boat, sailing around with nobody for miles. He nodded. “But first, a flight. You’ve got your passport, right?” I smiled and planted a kiss on his neck. “Brand spanking new Wren Lockwood passport is in my purse.”

"We're going sailing!" I blinked. "We're what?" He bounced on his toes, his curls flying. "Papa said we're going sailing today!" I turned to Hunter slowly, one eyebrow raised. "Are you serious?" Hunter stood, making his way towards the kitchen to get syrup before walking toward me, and cupped my face with his hand. His thumb brushed my cheek, and his eyes sparkled with that dangerous mix of confidence and mischief that had once undone me completely. "Yes," he said simply. "We're sailing."

"I can't Vy, I'm sorry." Gail didn't wait for me to speak again. She turned to Uno again, "Move your ass, Versola. I don't care if you're not allowed to bring us there. You will do it. If not, we'll fucking swim this fucking island. Bullshit," she exclaimed.

Sienna’s POV. “Once the mainland is gone the usual rules do not apply. We offer a discreet full-service menu for clients who want more than the itinerary. You only have to ask.” Captain Elias Voss stood at the helm, voice low and steady while the last lights of shore vanished behind us. The yacht cut clean through open water under a sky thick with stars. I was the only passenger for the two-week charter. Thirty years old, engaged, and already wondering why the air felt different the moment land disappeared.

"You are harassing commercial vessels in international waters. Power down your engines and drop your boarding gear immediately, or we will clear these waters by force." A harsh, scoffing laugh crackled over the speaker. "You’re out of your depth, big man. This entire sector is locked down under Vance Maritime authority. Turn your fleet around, or your cargo goes to the bottom of the sea." "Wrong answer," Zane said coldly, shutting off the channel. He looked over at the forward deck interface. "Cassian. Clear the path." Out on the open bow of the Ironclad, Cassian stood unshakeable against the gale-force winds, his heavy black storm coat whipping wildly around his legs.