Nassie Ship Novels & Stories

"No games. Share your knowledge about The Architect's plans with us. Nyasha paused, considering her choices. "A shipment is scheduled to depart Johannesburg in 48 hours. It is essential to their functioning. You'll cripple them if you stop. Sofia and Liam seized Nyasha as the attackers broke inside the control room and struggled to the edge of the vessel. Their boat offered a tight escape, and Xander and Isabella arrived barely in time. Nyasha was restrained and subjected to additional interrogation at the safe house. Her information was crucial since it not only identified the shipment in Johannesburg but also important members of The Architect's network.

Cygnus couldn’t believe what he found when they stormed the Mollukai pirate spaceship. There were still a few enemies left when they entered, but they were dwindling fast. We all froze when we saw the scattered, mangled pieces of Mollukai bodies across different parts of the ship until we reached the cockpit. We had to force the door open since the control scanner pad was already broken. When we finally got it open, we saw Natisa piloting the ship, and our mate—pale and slumped on a chair, covered by a cape.

I glance away from it to scan the rest of the boats at the port but look back when the letters on the cargo ship come into view. “The Alyssa?” I look at Magnus for confirmation that I’m not going insane, but he exhales deeply and nods, a little painfully. “That’s our ride, Princess.” I gape, ignoring the tug on my arm when one of the guards pulls me out of the way of two huge wolves darting through the crowd, dragging carts loaded to the brim with crates of Goddess knows what. “As in… Zayn’s–” “My wife,” Magnus interrupts, but his gaze falls on the boat, and he gives me his back.

I shut my eyes as that hard boot dug deeper into my skin, my muscles tightening as tears dripped from my eyes. "Fucking get her in the ship first! If you ruin this for me because you can't control yourself, I'll kill you." Cage interrupted Nathan who sighed and dragged me up, walking and sending me tumbling into the ship the next minute. A repugnant stench slammed into my nostrils. Ship? This was a fucking cargo for fish. It was cold and freezing and smelt like rotten corpse. Cage and more assailants jumped in almost immediately after Nathan, corking their guns.

He knew talking about holy scrolls in this place was very dangerous. In the middle of the sea, a ship appeared and seemed to be pulling over at the edge of the sea. Nathania and Keith observed the strange looking ship. The ship was huge and gloomy, even the sails were torn and very dull. Nathania shuddered, her eyes watching what kind of creature would emerge from inside the ship. "You see that ship?" Keith asked. "Of course I saw it! My eyesight is still sharp!" "I'm not asking if your eyesight is still sharp or not! What I want to ask is, did you see the strange symbol engraved on the sail of the ship?"

"That’s hundreds of ships. Cargo, cruise liners, private yachts..." "Filter it," I snap. "Filter by arrival and departure. I want a ship that arrived just before we did and left the day after the photo was taken. And then," I lean in, placing my hands on the desk. "I want to know which of those ships is in New York right now." Wong’s fingers fly across the keyboard. The clatter of the keys is the only sound in the room. The list on the screen populates. It’s long. MSC Divina. Maersk Alabama. Cosco Shipping Pisces.

He approached their table and placed it in front of Mabel, who raised an eyebrow. "Go on," Marco said evenly. "Open it." Mabel’s hands trembled as she unlatched the case. Her eyes widened as stacks of crisp bills came into view. "Oh my gosh," she whispered, her voice filled with awe. She quickly shut the briefcase, her expression shifting to one of triumph. Marco remained stoic. "Now the details." Mabel took a deep breath, as if savoring her victory. "The ship’s name is Maersk Mc-Kinney Moller. It had Maersk Line’s white seven-pointed star logo on a blue background. It departed from the port nearest to this place."

I looked at the face I loved for so long. Had he been tolerating me all this time? Was I always throwing tantrums and making a fuss? Was that how he thought of me? Shaun looked up and saw my dejected expression. All of a sudden, he shoved his phone into my face. The photo on the screen showed the SS Princess, a cruise ship I had been eyeing for a long time. It was gracefully docked at a harbor somewhere. “I bought the SS Princess, Princess Nessa.” I immediately fell silent, pouncing onto his phone. For real?! That ship was worth 18 million dollars!

She cast one last look at Nin, her beloved protector, Nin who had died because she was comforting Ellis and never saw Nadia come up behind her with a gun. The hood closed just as Ellis saw the bullet hole in the side of the ship tear wide. Debris swirled in the air as it was sucked towards the gash. Ellis begged the pod to launch. The ship was going to be torn apart around her. Ellis let out another scream when Nadia jumped on the pod’s hood, scrabbling at it with bloody fingers, trying to pry it open. The pod beeped as it began to back out of the ship.

The Sky-Heist The plan was a "Logical Nightmare," as Nathaniel called it. We weren't just moving supplies; we were intercepting a massive Western "Tithep-Ship"—a cargo leviathan carrying grain and medicine meant for Malakai’s garrisons—and we were doing it from five thousand feet in the air. The team was small: myself, Félix, Runa, Damon, and the twins. We stood on the "Eagle’s Claw," a jagged outcrop overlooking the Western Sea. Below us, the iron-clad cargo ship moved through the mist, oblivious to the threat from above.