Nassie Ship Novels & Stories

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.

They turned around and looked at Soheila and Theodore, wondering what ship was destroyed. “Huh? Are you talking about the ship that we used? It was destroyed?” Sirene confusedly asked. The ship that they used was the only one that she had seen so far and it is huge. So, she knew it will be hard to be destroyed in just a few hours. All of them stopped walking and waited for Soheila to answer. Soheila had already calmed down from shock. She clicked her tongue and at the same time, she snapped her fingers.

Desperate Plans Damien’s dark eyes burned, focused and unyielding, already calculating our next move. “Kyle,” he rasped, breathing sharp, "find us a way inside one of those ships." Kyle’s trembling fingers flew over the damaged console, rerouting power from the lifeboat’s emergency grid. "There’s... one possible breach point," he gasped, "Maintenance Dock 7 on the lead warship. But it’s... suicide." Vanessa snapped, loading her rifle: "Good thing we’re already dead.” Boarding the Enemy Ship The lifeboat surged as Rook’s emergency steering kicked in, forcing us toward the massive steel hull of Natalia’s flagship—the heart of her war fleet.

The grandeur of the underwater mountains intensified, their rugged features becoming more pronounced as they approached the most narrow point of the passage. Suddenly, Naida's head emerged from the carriage window, a look of fear etched on her face. She extended her hands through the water, battling against the resistance, to sign urgently. "Shark! Ahead! It's been trapped here for a while, and it's hungry. Too hungry to reason with, but it hasn't seen us yet." Markous, quick to notice her signs, accelerated to inform Tritan at the lead of the impending danger.

the man answered. “What is today’s shipment?” Commander Sykes asked. “No one knows sir, we just unload the boats and reload them onto others or into tractor trailers, officer,” the man replied. “Let’s get them all cuffed and transported to the station for booking. Time to call DHS and a crime scene team to go through this ship with a fine tooth comb. Someone get a BOLO out on Hollis Quisling,” Commander Sykes directed. Frankie POV

I fell into steps beside him. Our footsteps echoed as we walked down the pier. It wasn't until we approached a line of yachts that the puzzle began to fit, especially when Nate's men fanned toward the most luxurious yacht. “Welcome to ‘Eclipse 9',” Nate said. My breath hitched. It was a superyacht, stood at over 300 feet. “Is this… yours?” Nate nodded. “Yes.” I tried not to gape as I took in its features. “It's very gorgeous.”

She tasted better than the drink did. Deep in the water, an enormous dark mass started circling their boat. Charlotte noticed it first, signaling Lucas with her hand, quietly. Multiple stabs of fear pricked her skin as she observed the mass enlarge near the surface. Lucas held onto her tightly, hoping to drive her fear away by being close to her. The Nassau beach was known to be home to many wild animals including sharks, and none of the had imagined encountering such obstacles on their first day without a plan.

“Aylessio’s side.” Aylessio? What? She stared at me expectantly, wiggling her eyebrows teasingly. Rebecca and Artemy. Aylessio. Her ship name for us. I let out a laugh when realization dawned to me. She really wasn’t giving up. “Don’t laugh. This ship is not sinking, you hear me? It has sailed and will keep sailing! It’s not sinking under my watch.” She narrowed her eyes at me, but her tone had taken a teasing lilt now.

I pointed to the digital shipping routes displayed on the center monitor. "The Nereid isn't registered to Ashford. It's owned by a maritime leasing firm in Rotterdam—a subsidiary completely owned by Vanguard," I explained, my voice steady and unhurried. "Julian, reroute the vessel’s public registry history through our offshore servers in Zurich. Replace the storm manifest with a timber and industrial machinery transport order bound for Halifax." Julian’s eyes lit up as he caught my logic instantly. "And file a counter-suit against Kane Corporation for corporate espionage and frivolous maritime harassment in international court."

Kyros said. “I'm getting my hair and nails done. I'll meet her later tonight.” She responded and I stood, suddenly feeling alert. Hearing that made my heart shift in a painful way and I couldn't understand why. “Then why is she on the Yacht?” I asked. William had reported to me saying he saw Nash and Anaya getting on his parents Yacht and yes he showed me photos to back that up. It looked parked for a party with a cooking crew and Medical Team on board.