Lumine Ships Novels & Stories

“These are original signatures. Wet ink.” “Exactly,” Chang said softly. “You burn us, you burn them.” I leaned back, crossing one leg over the other. “And yet here you are. Asking me to dance.” “We’re not asking for a dance,” Lee said. “We’re offering you the party ground.” He tapped the screen beside him. The table lit up—an interactive feed of Westport’s shipping lanes. Warehouses labeled Bright-Gates. Crates with barcodes moving in real time under an unsettled sky. Aerial drones gliding between terminals.

Strange! “I-I’m so sorry girls that it took me this long to share it with you," she inhaled deeply. "Have you heard about Linch Shipping lines Industries and Coraline Cruise?" she asked hesitantly. "Of course!" Aira exclaimed quickly because she mentioned before that it's her biggest dream to experience a Coraline cruise but seemed impossible because it's pretty expensive. Those entities are prominent and belong to top companies in the world. The Linch family owns them and they are doing good in the market.

Three days later, Lux officially launched her new company. The name was simple: Eileen Shipping. Eileen was her adoptive mother's name. When Adrian handed her the registration papers, a rare smile crossed his face. "The first batch of shipping routes is already secured. Two cold-chain lines and one fine art transport route. The margins are solid. As long as the port approvals go through smoothly, you'll have the company fully operational within six months." Lux nodded and was just about to sign the documents when her phone rang.

I turned them all down politely, but it seemed he just wasn’t getting the hint. Days turned into weeks, and now here we were—the entire administration department of Lumina Industries—preparing to spend a whole week on a cruise ship. Seven of us in total, including our boss, Noah Wellington. Apparently, meeting the deadline for the massive project we’d been working on for a whole month now called for some celebration.

Alan took our bags from the limo driver, which was only a rolling bag for each of us, and gestured toward the dock. We started walking and my jaw dropped at the sight of the ships in front of us. Huge catamarans, sailboats of all sizes, and a few yachts. Weston had shown me a picture of what we would be on, but it was on the small screen on his phone and I didn’t get a good look, so I didn’t know which one was ours.

A few seconds later, Aurelio walked in, the bruise on his jaw darker now, his expression colder, quieter than before. He had not spoken since their confrontation. Luca did not look at him immediately. “Report.” Luca said, his hands clasped behind his back. Pablo tapped the tablet in his hand and projected the data onto the main display. “Three of our southern shipping routes have shifted ownership structures in the last twelve hours.” Pablo began clearly. “Two of our Marseille-linked suppliers have defaulted on delivery contracts. And the holding company that absorbed majority shares appears to be… insulated. We are still tracing the beneficial owner.”

They realized that the bronze tree had not just given them shelter—it had given them a logistics line. Julian and Elias began preparing the large blue ship, hauling the remaining iron chains from the type-set pier and clearing the lead dust from the windlass. The blue vessel, with its wooden stars and patched sails, looked massive and clumsy beside the elegant, white geometric precision of the origami fleet that surrounded it, but it was the only hull we had that could carry human bone.

LIORA'S POV Five enormous cruise ships cut through the brilliant, sun-dappled waves of the sea, all making their approach to the Island of Luck. Four are crammed full of commoners. The fifth ship, ours, the Emperor’s Cruise ship that is carrying all the royals towers above all the others in grandeur and elegance. It's the fanciest ship I have seen in my entire short life. It's sleek sides are curved like fins of a great fish, while at the bow, a stunning golden statue of a muscular angel, adorned with a golden crown, is built. The name " Emporer's Raven Wing," adorned with shimmering limestones is curved elegantly along the sides.

The full bottom of the shield was made of sturdy metal, providing stability and protection. Embedded within the water shield were the waylights, serving as the carriage's headlights. These dark cone-shaped lights emitted a mesmerizing magenta glow, created by the bright polarized light beams that radiated from the crystal tips. At this time, just before daybreak, the lights illuminated the surroundings with a captivating magenta hue, casting an enchanting shimmer in the surrounding waters. As the carriage advanced, the magenta glow pierced through the darkness of the underwater landscape, revealing glimpses of vibrant corals, swaying sea plants, and the elusive creatures that inhabited the d

The seed-ships rose on pillars of blue light—gravitic drives that moved through the atmosphere as silently as a sigh. Twelve ships, shaped like silver seeds, drifted upward, their hulls shimmering as they caught the last rays of the sun. They looked like a new constellation being born. I felt Leo’s arm around my waist, pulling me close. "Look," he whispered, pointing upward. The ships reached the upper atmosphere and deployed their solar sails—vast, translucent wings of light-fiber that looked exactly like the petals of a Luna-Bloom. They caught the solar wind and began their long, slow journey toward the outer planets.