Kakamora Ship Novels & Stories

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.

"Davids ship is gone Kemi! There are no mirrors left in the Atlantic!" "There is one " Kemi whispered, her head falling back against the rubber tube as her eyelids began to flutter. She raised her hand pointing her finger directly towards the eastern horizon. A massive dark silhouette was slowly emerging from the morning mist. "The Vanguard automated supply pipeline. The nuclear-powered container ship... The Benson-01. It holds the mainframe our father built before he died." Screeech! A blinding flash of light erupted from the water. A sleek black communication mast punched through the surface of the sea. Its high-gain satellite dish spun rapidly as it locked its target array directly onto o

He patted my shoulder. “This person lied to us, claiming the cargo ship was headed to Croatia. So, I immediately contacted a friend on the coast since it’s more dangerous there. It’s no longer our territory, and I have no contacts for Kyla’s safety. But Bryce confirmed that the only cargo shipment that departed at the port last night was the shipment bound for Japan. I looked at Morris’s eyes absentmindedly and desperately covered my face with my palms. Dammit. “It’s the Fajumatrix Cargo. I’m still contacting an elite friend of mine in Japan. He can help us with this.”

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

Seeing her mother being loaded into the ship Lena asked could she go and once her father said no, she began to scream, cry, and run toward her mother. Once Lena was restrained by Kariya, the ship flew away safely off to Karzam with Kariya’s new wife onboard. The ship was like a big freight liner with slots for the cages to go in and a steel gray floor. Azrella was briefed on job by a burly looking guard as the ship sped off.

Camila was worn out by the time it was time to leave, they were going on a cruise, for their honeymoon and she was excited. “i’ve always wanted to go on a cruise but Ace wouldn’t let me because he thought I was going to drown” Camila exclaimed as they drove off to the pier. The ship was very huge and it took her breathe away. Romero was written at the side In pure gold. Camila hugged her family goodbye before skipping into the ship. It was so beautiful she was speechless. Roman stood beside her as the ship left the pier and started out into the open sea. They waved until their friends and family were nothing but dots on land. “best day of my life” Roman muttered bringing Camila’s face up wit

That happens in real life? "Well okay. That makes total sense" I said, sarcastically and very angrily. "How about you pause your questions for later and work on that temper boiling in you. You are a few seconds away from reducing every building in this school to ashes. You wouldn't want that would u?" What is this..... I don't even know how to address the voice in my head. How cam I possibly burn a building? Is she trying to be funny or what? "I'm afraid not Azura."

Somito’s voice was filled with a sudden, eerie relief. "They're not following because they know what's coming," Nomo realized, his eyes widening as he looked at the radar. A massive, purple blip had appeared directly above them, descending from the highest strata of the atmosphere. It wasn't a Flyer. It was a "Void-Cruiser," a heavy-class warship of the Royal Navy. It looked like a floating cathedral of bone and iron, its underside glowing with the ominous light of a dozen massive cannons. "Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me," Somito whispered.

"I've been awake for six hours now, so I've had time to figure some things out. We're on a private jet, been in the air for about eight hours based on the fuel stops. Heading southeast, judging by the sun position when they loaded us." "Southeast where?" The voice came from another woman, younger, with a crisp British accent. "I'm Camille Morrison. My family owns Morrison Shipping, for whatever that's worth now." "Australia, most likely." Velmora's voice went grim. "That's where most of these operations end up. Remote, easy to control the borders, and plenty of wealthy clients who pay premium prices for educated women."

Kent sitting on the chair with a glass of wine in his hands as he chatted happily with the captains. I breathed raggedly as I badged into the control room. "What's wrong?" Mr. Kent frowned staring at me like a Maniac. "You need to stop this ship!" I screamed crying. "What?" One of the captains asked staring at me. "Ca-Camilla, She was pushed into the water," I cried pleading. "What do you mean, Camilla is off the ship?" Mr. Kent asked standing up from his seat as he walked worriedly to me. "I don't have time to explain this, stop the fucking ship!" I screamed.