Scarlet Widow Ship Novels & Stories

Freckles had found a fresh broadsheet somewhere and was practising making faces at my portrait when Jas snatched it, tore it neatly in thirds, and fed it to the galley fire. "Galley thanks you," Berrit said. "Smoke's better quality now." I checked lines by habit. The wind settled from flirt to favour. The Wraith took it with smug innocence. "SAIL!" Old Noll's squint sharpened. His arm came up, pointing where horizon might have been if ships didn't insist on ruining straight lines. "Two! Leeward, big belly, pretty paint, Morcant colours." "Escort," Harp added, seeing what Old Noll's bones felt before the rest of us could squint: the smaller sloop tucked in the brig's lee, flying a crown penna

The lead Alden war ship drew up parallel, close enough that the captains could shout across the gap between the ships. “We are Estrean merchants,” the Concordian vampire captain called out with a good approximation of the Estrean accent. “On our way to collect fabrics and other merchandise from Concordia.” “We see the flag. Concordia is a dangerous place at this time. It is advisable for you to reconsider your destination,” the Alden captain called back.

She tried to get a closer look at the woman that he was getting married to and when she did , she felt her legs go weak instantly . Her husband was getting married to her maid . Scarlet felt like she would die the next moment , she couldn’t believe what she had seen and just that moment she felt like everything was coming back . She couldn’t believe that all this while , her husband's mistress had been under her and they even had kids and she even helped in taking care of the kids because of how much she loved her workers , how could telma do this to her , even after all the love she had showmen to her .

A shapeshifter. Behind this man, suddenly, the water blackened with hundreds of boats, all containing vampires, and then the sky, too, blackened with hundreds more vampires. It looked like an entire vampire army, all waging war, and all heading right for the Isle of Skye. Scarlet couldn’t believe it. It was as if this first person had somehow led the way for an entire vampire army. But Scarlet wasn’t about to run. On the contrary. She wanted vengeance for Polly. So instead of turning around, Scarlet ran forward, right for her attacker. And Ruth ran right beside her.

she replies. We still had not worked out where we were going. I believe the best thing to do is drive to a different part of Scotland and find somewhere to stay until we develop a full-proof plan. “That’s me got my passport and money. I’m good to go, Caleb.” Scarlett said as she put them in her bag. “Great, let’s get out of here,” I replied. “Just hold on two minutes until I check something,” Scarlett said as she walked over to the window and peeked around the blind.

And that terrifies me. Because this isn’t a spellbook. It’s a ledger. A record. And every page lists something, or someone, connected to the loom. Names, dates, threads. Some are crossed out in gold. Some in blood. My fingers tremble as I trace the most recent entry. Scarlett – chosen vessel. Partial weave. Fire strain. Not yet fixed. The ink is still fresh. I flip pages backward, trying to breathe evenly. Victoria – secondary candidate. Accidental inclusion. Power strain unstable.

Jocelyn I stared back at the reflection in the mirror, gazing at the beautiful woman I saw looking back at me. My hair was pulled into a tight ponytail at the top of my head, long locks of natural blond hair curled just right hanging around my shoulders. A few strands were strategically pulled out, framing my face. My sky-blue eyes seemed more lively tonight than they had been recently. I had put more care into my make-up and could see the instant difference it made. Gone was the stone-faced businesswoman. In her place stood the shadow of the woman I once was before I became a widow. A woman who was once carefree and knew exactly what she wanted out of life. A woman who never once had to wor

He walked out of the cabin and was about to take over the task of steering the boat from Eira when water lapping sounds started coming from nearby at that moment. “Swoosh!” The seawater’s sounds were strange. Ambrose subconsciously looked to the sea. He was instantly stunned as what he saw made him shudder and gasped! Uh…uh… At that moment, Ambrose’s jaw dropped as he thought he was hallucinating. He then rubbed his eyes with a face full of shock! He saw thousands of sailing ships majestically sailing nearby on the sea. It was indeed more than a thousand of them! Those sailing ships were flying a black flag with a white shark embroidered on it. The contrast of the black and white was jarring

her eyes scanned Willow’s body very hungrily. “Sometimes I wonder how good you two must taste for the men in my life to ditch me for you girls,” Scarlet didn’t understand that it was her inside that had driven both the men away from her. “Ahhh!” Willow was crying at the pain Scarlet had inflected her with. She did not even feel Scarlet lowering her face onto her bre** and sucking her n***** very tenderly. Scarlet had gone on a sinister route, in her head, this was it! she has to understand what went wrong.

All the photographs were labeled with: Name and Year Widowed. Genevieve moved closer, skimming through the names. Cassandra Belle. Widowed in 2019. Ivy Norrington. Widowed in 2017. Amelia Rhodes. Widowed in 2021. She swallowed. What she saw on the wall wasn’t memorials. They were more like records. “Each of these women lost their husbands under… unusual circumstances,” Celeste said from the shadows. “Some were accidents, others were suicides, some simply disappeared, but none of them were investigated.”