Metonic Ship Novels & Stories

After a few minutes of walking the catwalks, his destination came into view. Attached to Docking Bay Alpha-Centauri-12 was a most peculiar ship. The three kilometer long vessel did not wield an armored prow, barely any superstructure to mention. If anything the bow looked more like an Alligator head. The main hull was relatively slender, blending with the larger bow head in the front, and the large engine bay in the back. The hull was flanked by two large flight-pods At the stern there were eight huge engines mounted around the main hull. Each engine had about a quarter of the total length of the ship. Overall the ship looked well armored. He tried, but Goradin could not find many lights ind

“Lady Ever—” “No names.” Becky lifted a hand without slowing. “Not mine. Not yours. Not tonight.” The man bowed his head. “As you wish.” “Is the ship ready?” “Aye.” He jerked his chin toward the vessel moored at the far end of the dock. It was a weather-beaten cargo ship, hull patched, sails rolled, the Eastwind insignia freshly painted over with a darker, unfamiliar crest. “False flag, false registry, false manifests. No one’ll track where she’s goin’.”

The twin monks were adroitly turning the junco so the two ships would be broad to broad. Below deck and through the ice embrasures of their damaged hull, Temujin could only partly see the problem. He couldn’t see anything past the bow, only the decoration under it that was a full-body figure of the sea god Watatsumi holding a trident. Nevertheless, he had a sneaky feeling that a white Slayer was protecting the pirate ship with a sort of air barrier.

They looked like a circus for everyone's entertainment. The older woman's voice served as a background to Lucille's final announcement. "Greg Montecillo, heir of Montecillo Shipyard, sold for the price of three hundred fifty million to the Master." . . . "ELEVEN FORTY-FIVE..." Margaux let out a massive sigh after checking the time on her phone. She had been twisting left and right on her bed for a while, but she couldn't sleep. Finally, she irritably moved out of her bed and began pacing back and forth in her room.

Belton: “ So she’s the one who sings in the middle of the night?! Kataleya: “ Yes! Sing at midnight and noon every twenty-one days! Igor: “ So that’s it? Are we in her hands? Kataleya: “ Yes! The ship will travel the entire path she traveled when she was alive. Zeuck: “ So this is a sunken and cursed ship! Igor: “ That's why it doesn't break! - What is happening? “ Said Debo, approaching. Cailet and the other women also approached. Belton: “ We are in the hands of a sorceress, once again! Kataleya: “ The ship will follow the same path it took years ago and has been following! Debo: “ For how long? One month, two, three? Kataleya: “ One year! Everyone said simultaneously: “ What? Francie: “ I

Rogue butted in. "She's your brother's wife-to-be," Merton said as he threw a disgusted look at Rogue. "Don't start with that bullshit, he can get another girl to marry. Besides, what is the rush? I bet he'll understand I'm doing him a huge favor." Merton didn't retort as he gazed with a doubtful expression at his computer. "You both would want to see this…" He backed away from the computer to give the others more view of it. It was a scene of a ship erupting into flame. The familiar logo on the ship made them alarmed.

Originating in the Dutch Republic in the 16th century, the vessel was designed to facilitate transoceanic delivery with the maximum of space and crew efficiency. So during one of their first few nights in the vast open water, Nero saw, or imagined he saw, a vessel standing for them under a press of sail, as though it would run them down. Luna in particular affirmed that it was the ship that once sank due to a storm, and that it must certainly be it, or at least it was its the apparition. According from what she heard, there was once a ship that was lost off the {Cape of Good Hope, change the name}, and every soul on board perished. Wasting no time, the cats approached their masters to report

A high-pitched shout tore through the morose atmosphere, startling Mel, "Coast!" Mel stepped away from Harriett's embrace and watched as the Orion ship loomed nearer, almost twice the size of her father's largest ships. She stood, transfixed as she watched the decorated carvings along the hull of the ship, snaking around the ship's base to form a clan symbol she was unfamiliar with. The vessel finally docked at the harbour and Mel tightened her coat around her, warding off the cold wind that brought a renewed anxiety with the ship's arrival. A long bridge stretched out from the side and two large figures made their way down to them, garbed in luxurious fur clothing.

As they neared the end Mark caught sight of a boat in the water, unlike any he'd seen before. He could see it was a double-hulled Catamaran, but it wasn't a sailboat. It was like two speedboats welded together then given to Ferrari to turn into something fast and cool. A large cabin sat astride the two hulls with angled windows, topped by a small seating area upstairs, and the entire ship was coated in a kind of metallic charcoal colour. It looked fast, predatory and dangerous. "This is the Betsy," Captain Wales announced and Mark chuckled. "Something funny, lad?"

(Major Fontana) “That’s right!….hahahahah!!..”.(Alfred Monticello) Major Fontana who’s finally able to puzzled the pieces together are now also laughing at how the plans has changed and how it really can affected the estimated time, the Aeternum Navy warship, now that can truly changed the entire war. Aeternum Navy famous Warship were well known through out the Aeternum military as it was the only one that has multiple time fought against many high tiered monsters and won every single time, Major Fontana had also got the chance to see these warship in action and it was enough to say that it was a world changing experience. He always imagined as a commander of himself, if that warship firepow