Ninjago Shipping Novels & Stories

Victor said, offering a crisp, respectful nod as we stepped down the mobile stairs. "It's good to be home, Victor," I said, a genuine smile touching my lips as I adjusted the bag on my shoulder. "The regional port authorities called our office twice this morning," Elara chimed in, her eyes bright with excitement as she walked beside me toward the waiting car. "Every single independent terminal that used to belong to Sovereign Syndicate has officially applied for membership under our merged banner. Jehanna-Blackwell Logistics is officially the largest shipping operator on the coast."

It was so noisy, and it sounded like there were a few ships approaching them. Mya was shocked and instantly jumped out of bed. She saw Adrian and Lincoln standing quietly on the deck while more than twenty ships surrounded NS Trinaga from all directions in a three-thousand-foot ring. These ships had Black Nergal’s flags on them. “They’re here at last,” Mya said upon witnessing the scene before her. This was the situation that she had feared. Yet, what was the point of being worried? It was upon them at last. She looked toward Adrian and asked, “What should we do?”

Niko strolled in last, his usual swagger hiding the way his eyes scanned every inch of the table before he sat. “You called us here,” Niko said, gesturing lazily toward me. “I assume it wasn’t just for a midnight drink.” “No,” I said flatly. “It’s about the docks.” Maps lay sprawled across the table. I tapped one, tracing the narrow roadways that led into the loading yards. “They’ll expect us to defend, not strike. That’s why we hit them first. Fast. Ruthless. We take their shipments, torch what we can’t use, and leave nothing but ashes.”

"I don't know either. Especially since their salaries aren't small. They're above the current Jakarta minimum wage. And they've already been paid for three months. After that, they can keep working here if everything works out." "Do you remember the name of Sis Jani's new company? I think it had 'International' in it..." "All I remember is the word 'Globe'. Your sister mentioned it once. But Globe what, I have no idea." "I already searched online. There isn't any International Globe. There's Interglobe Shipping International. It's a huge shipping company. Their office is near Tanjung Priok."

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."

Maybe I would see a way of helping and offer Dev protection while he is still there Meeting Williams so that we can continue with our plans There is only one way that I can get what is happening there. It is inky through Norah,the brown snake and my protector “ he Iord Shaghan, show me the way” I call out and the mirror reflecting where Norah is reflects. This is a mode of communication that we the serpents use to communicate in case the Magic mirror is not to be used. “ Yes my my queen?’’she asks me as soon as she sees me worry written on her face.

"She is handling the numbers for this deal. Sit down, Richard. Let's talk about the shipping lines." We all took our seats around the wide desk. Jaden quickly slid the main agreement forms across the smooth surface, trying to break the growing tension. "As you can see, Mr. Vance, we are offering a twenty percent split on the northern routes in exchange for total access to the docks by the end of the month."

“Of course. I’ll marry her over and over if I have the chance. But I do intend to get married again in the States. We’ll renew our vows. And this time it’s going to be grand. Everybody will be invited.” “Good, because I will never speak to you ever if I miss it again.” “Anyway, did you read the email I sent to you yesterday?” Justin asked. His tone turned serious and professional. Julianne had to remember that she’s now talking to her boss. “Yes,” she replied. “RJ Shipping looks promising. But in terms of experience, they’ve only been in the market for two years. I don’t know if they’re the right company to handle our shipments in Asia.”

Lorenzo's POV The docks were quiet tonight. I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, watching the boats rock gently in the harbor. Behind me, Nico was giving his report. Something about warehouse security. A shipment delay. The usual problems that came with running half of New York's underground. My mind was elsewhere. "Boss." Nico's voice cut through my thoughts. "Are you listening?" "The Colombo shipment is delayed. Marco is handling it. Continue."

"Look at the ticker! We're bleeding twelve million dollars an hour! The investors are dumping shares because they think you can't control your personal life." "Nigel," I ignored the board, turning toward the corner where he was typing furiously on his laptop. "Tell me you found a loophole in the port authority bylaws." Nigel didn't look up, his fingers still flying across the keys. "The Wellingtons don't own the docks, boss. They lease the private berths through a shell company registered in Delaware. If we bypass the Jersey terminal and reroute the fleet eighty miles south to the Baltimore commercial lanes, we can unload by tomorrow morning."