Poirot: Problem At Sea Novels & Stories

Noone on board the ship that the three traitors are on move to see what is happening. I watch as three ships sink as I wiggle my fingers and the waves consume them. Not taking my eyes from Carter, he looks at me with a blank expression. I lift my hand and point my finger at him. “You are a traitor. You will die a traitor’s death.” I throw my head and shriek loudly into the sky as the winds pick up and swirl around the ship and I smile as it groans under the weight of the wind. Metal twists and comes alive. The darkness seeps from my fingertips and swirls around me.

He simply lit another match, and let the sulfur burn down to his fingers. --- As the net plunged into the black sea, something shifted. A deep throb rolled up through the hull, vibrating through the spines of every soul aboard. Birds that had followed the boat for miles suddenly veered off in silence. The mist thickened into a choking wall. And then—tension. The cable line groaned. The winch screamed. Maya lunged toward the controls, but Halrik shoved her back. “Let it pull.” “What’s down there?” she snapped.

"As expected from the Sunfire Alpha’s daughter." I gritted my teeth. Silver poison was already spreading through my veins. But I ignored the pain and kept running. Suddenly, a chorus of snarls echoed from deep within the woods. Rogues! Dozens of red-eyed beasts burst from the darkness, charging straight for Silas. It was a planned attack. I didn't hesitate. My body moved before my mind could think. I threw myself in front of Silas, spreading my arms to block the first wave. Silver-laced claws tore through my chest. The pain was so intense I almost blacked out.

Dane The grotto smelt of sea water and weeds. I hate this place, it smells disgusting. Mathias huffed inside of me, agitated. You just hate seawater. I corrected, sounding bored, but I couldn't disagree with him. We waited at the crystal clear ocean portal in an audience room of the Seelie Court. The Queen off somewhere dealing with a breach in her shields. Theo sat on a boulder by the water, his elbows on his knees as his hands rubbed together anxiously while we waited for the King of the Merfolk.

His grin widened as he opened the passenger door for me. The drive didn’t take long. Soon the glow of firelight bled through the trees, and the sound of laughter spilled into the night. The bonfire was already alive, flames licking the sky, sparks snapping upward like tiny fireflies. The clearing buzzed with voices, the smell of roasted meat and woodsmoke thick in the air. Lila tugged me toward the circle. “Come on, meet the crew.” A girl with glossy dark hair twisted into a braid waved from the logs where she was sitting. Her sharp gray eyes softened when she looked at me. “That must be Aria. I’m Selene.”

“Stop!” Elias’ voice echoed through the ship like a thunder strike. At the same time the next wave hit the Aurora with such violence that Mara Soil under the feet lost. She jumped hard against the wall. Pain shot through her shoulder. The ship was dangerous. Somewhere people were screaming. Metal cracked. Wood splintered. And out there the sea died like something wild that had finally decided to slender. Mara fought up again. Her heart was so violent that she could hardly think.

Robert Blackwell promised to marry me, then postponed it thirty-eight times. The fifth time, a car crash broke eight of his ribs, and I signed seven critical-condition notices. The tenth time, on the way to get our marriage license, he and the car were thrown into the sea, and his suit was torn apart by sharks. By the thirty-eighth time, his heart disease had worsened and his life was hanging by a thread. Eight months pregnant, I changed flights three times and flew twenty-three hours across half the world to find him. When the door opened, a little boy who looked exactly like him lifted his face and said, "I thought Mom was back." Robert rushed out barefoot, panic written all over his

Dax stood, an irritated look on his face, and replied, "Yes, Father." "It was reported to me as of earlier today that you slept, or should I say, you took advantage of this mute Omega. Did you do anything like that? If so, why? Is she your mate?" Alpha Neo asked, hoping that Dax would be honest, though he wished that the mute girl wasn't his son's mate. Most of the wolf pack was in collaboration. If it was rumored that Dax Boston had a weak mate, what would be their pack's fate? Alpha Neo looked ahead to meet Dax's face.

Captain White drew the rusty knife from his belt and stared at the approaching speedboats. I stood on the reef without moving. The speedboats rushed toward our fleet. The lead pirate held up a homemade firearm and laughed wildly. The moment they crossed the eel line, I gave the command in my heart. "Discharge." Blue-white lightning burst beneath the surface. Crackle. The engines of the two speedboats smoked, sparked, and died. The pirates on board convulsed from the shock, screaming as they fell into the sea. The remaining pirates desperately paddled away and fled in disgrace.

he whispered. But as the boat hit the open sea, Viktor turned to us, his face grim. "Don't celebrate yet," Viktor said, pointing to the horizon. "Lorenzo didn't trigger the Blood Clause just for the city. He triggered it for the Continent. Every port from here to Sicily is closed to us. And we just ran out of fuel." The engine of the powerboat sputtered and died, leaving us drifting in the middle of the dark ocean as three massive lights appeared on the horizon, heading straight towards us.