Miraculous Ships Novels & Stories

He was so shocked that he rubbed his eyes to make sure what he saw was not his imagination. Although the darkness had prevailed, he could clearly see that not a far distance from the beach, many ships were cruising toward them. The ships were all painted black. Under the dim light from the moon, the ships were as massive as a sea monster, and they were full of people standing on board. They all had muscular bodies, and they held long sabers in their hand, looking very fierce and undefeatable. The leading ship had a giant flag. It was raised more than a few feet high above with three words written on it.

After Mira left without ever reaching out to me or her family members, no other woman ever had the same effect on me. Only Mira made my mind and soul roam like there was a burning bush. There was something about this lady that I can’t even remember her name. Each time I tried, the only name that came to my head was Mira. I went back to the supermarket and began my search. It was a big supermarket and I threw my hand in my hair in confusion, searching everywhere for her would take eternity. I sighed in frustration as I guessed the fourth roll. I walked down without any sign of her around.

Jago ran toward us, his face grimy with oil and sweat. "Zora! We’ve got the 'Void-Mines' set in the water, but they’ve got 'Pulse-Burners' on those ships!" Jago yelled over the roar of the ocean. "We're holding a knife to a gunfight!" "Then we change the rules of the fight," I said, stepping off the shuttle. I looked up. The clouds were parting, revealing the massive, white-gold hull of the South Spire flagship, the Ascension. It was beautiful and terrible, a floating mountain of corporate arrogance. And I knew she was on the bridge. Elena.

I found my mate I will not leave her; we took off. We were walking for hours; the weather was hot it feels like we are going to pass out if we don’t get any water. It seems like the moon goddess had answer our prayers. There was a stream ahead, Mileena walked ahead of us, and she was about to get a drink of water when we heard a snap of a swig that alerted us. Sapphire told Mileena to hide, I was confused and needed to know why.

He turned his head to the front and signalled the Major about it. “—rune from the Water Kingdom,” the Major paused when he saw the sign from the Captain, and also turned his head to the thing flying over. “It seems that your carriage has arrived.” Everyone turned to see the thing and found out that it was a flying ship. In fact, it was a very familiar flying ship that has the same outer design and similar looking sails. “Isn’t that the ship that took us to the mausoleum?” Bara asked, feeling the familiarity.

It was found that it can float in the air without making any sound. The Oval magnetic ship is inspired by those UFO's in year 2020's according to the old inventors known all over the world. It will be remembered that before the year 30hundred, the last world war against Astorians or they so called Aliens happened. "Attention everyone! Each team can board their respective ships! We have to hurry! Our temporary headquarters is ready and those already there are waiting for us." Everyone looked up when the Vice-Chairman of the American Monsters department spoke.

I say, staring at the horizon. A new star ignites-crimson, hungry. --- **The Horizon** Three days later, the first ships descend. They're smaller, deadlier, their hulls etched with the spiral-and-thorns. Survivors emerge from hiding, their eyes glowing gold, their voices harmonizing. **"The Architects send their regards,"** they chant. **"And a gift."** They part, revealing a figure cloaked in shadow. Eleanor steps forward, her smile a blade.

I whispered and almost immediately, my appearance changed. The clothes I wore turned into a red gown. My own "once in a while" sceptre found its way into my hands. My hair became longer and every right thing about me changed to the magical form I switched to. "Woah!" Steve exclaimed as he stared at me with surprise and shock. I turned towards the part of the city that caught fire and stretched my sceptre towards the area. Immediately, the fire died down and smoke was the only thing that remained. I stretched the sceptre towards every corner of the Spears' mansion, thereby invoking and assigning some of my protection powers to the house and everything in it. None of the inhabitants would get

"Hard to port! Cut the engines! Sails only!" Saoirse and Tristan stood by the rail. In the distance, a massive shape loomed against the stars. It was a Dreadnought—a floating fortress of iron and steam. Searchlights swept the dark water, hunting. "They’re scanning for magic," Tristan whispered. He gripped the rail, his knuckles white. "If they catch our signature..." "They won't," Saoirse said. She touched the velvet choker at her neck. "The ward holds." "It holds you," Tristan hissed. "It doesn't hold me. I’m leaking static like a broken generator."

Her eyes, still red, but softer now almost sad. My heart stuttered. “No,” I whispered. “You’re gone.” The reflection blinked once, then dissolved into the silver of the windowpane. I backed away. Mira caught my arm. “What is it?” “She’s not gone,” I said. “She’s moving.” “Who?” “The sea.” Mira hesitated, then glanced toward the horizon. “The tide has been strange since last night. Ships can’t approach. The waves break before they reach the shore like they’re being held back by something.”