Namor The Sub Mariner Novels & Stories

He gestured towards him with his thumb. “Hey, keep me out of it!” Skyr protested defensively before continuing to drive. “This submarine, as you know it, isn’t a warship that has weapons in it.” Trei continued, completely ignoring Skyr’s glares towards him, “The only thing that it can do is turn invisible. Anyway, a couple of metahumans were able to find the ship. It would have been destroyed if those two hadn’t shown up and neutralized them.” This time, he gestured to Emily and Watson, who were still sitting awkwardly beside my father.

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

It was a key success which helped save hundreds of human lives. In fact, the only other one who made it out alive was Commander Naman right hand man, a vampire whose name was never recorded and was thereby given the name, ‘Vampire X.’ “Naman was the Commander?” I whisper, making sure I understand it correctly. “Correct. And from what Caius told me, Naman was spun from the darkest corners of Hell.” I shake my head, loathing Naman all over again. “But how does Caius come into all of this?”