Scary Ship Novels & Stories

The floorboards beneath them just gave way. The world did not turn white this time it turned black. This black was empty. It felt really scary. The core of the mountain hit the hull of the ship at the gate-house threshold.

The vibration of the ship made my grip on the taffrail tighter. Some pirates slid down when the ship almost sank. It shrieked as it quivered with the sound of a thunderstorm. The screams of those who fell to the sea enveloped my ears. Aggressive whirlwinds came approaching nonstop. The tides shivered while it kept banging the ship. Kylo rolled down toward me with knitted brows. She tightened her grip on the railing beside me. The ship made a sudden movement that shook all of us. It surprised Kylo enough to let go of the railings, but I caught her right hand in panic.

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?"

Meeting: Rowling stood at the bow of the ship watching the cliff as the pulled into Raven’s Peak two other ships trailed behind him. Rowling's ship was a deep dark cherrywood, he had liked the cherry color of it because it reminded him of blood stained wood. He wanted the fear aspect to be in everything he did. His sails were a deep dark blood red and his personal flag was white with a sword hanging above a headless man’s body. He even named the ship Trepidation. It was written on the side of the ship in deep dark bold letters.

Scarlet I broke out in a cold sweat, finding refuge in the bolster beside me. Fortunately, it was a dream. I had been having this dream about Hansen for months on end. Even no matter how much time had passed, the mere thought brought shivers down my spine. His handsome face played terrifyingly in my mind. No, no, I whispered. I hope he will never appear in my life ever again.

I'm saved. Lightning flashes, a hot thin jagged line of molten light crashing into Evan's ship. He looks back at it, his face contorting with terror. His ship is on fire. Orange and red flames engulf his ship in fire and he screams, sinking quickly into the black raging waters. I can see the light of the fire slowly fade into the black depths swallowed it completely.

"About how, when my sister and I were little, they would take us to that shop every Sunday for fresh blueberry muffins, and we'd go for a hike together as a family." "Why did you stop going?" She blinked away from the shop, looking up at Shadow instead. "How did you know we stopped?" "You said 'when we were little,' my dear." Scar pulled her gaze from his inquisitive eyes, staring down at the brown boots he'd given her and at the cracks in the sidewalk beneath them. "She died when I was young." "I'm sorry," Damon said, his voice gentle and sincere. "What happened?" "It was a wolf , I initially thought it was a ghost ." Scar could still see it so clearly in her mind, even though it had happen

A warning. I grip the railing harder, heart pounding. The cargo ship looms ahead, massive and slow, vulnerable. And then—floodlights blaze from the starboard side. Another vessel emerges from the dark. Sleek, black, marked with a single insignia. The Vitale crest. I exhale, part relief, part dread. The new ship surges between the cargo and the attackers. Its guns roar, tearing into the speedboats with terrifying precision. Engines sputter, hulls splinter, screams cut through the air. Within minutes, the would-be raiders are retreating, limping into the night.

He was so shocked that he rubbed his eyes to make sure what he saw was not his imagination. Although the darkness had prevailed, he could clearly see that not a far distance from the beach, many ships were cruising toward them. The ships were all painted black. Under the dim light from the moon, the ships were as massive as a sea monster, and they were full of people standing on board. They all had muscular bodies, and they held long sabers in their hand, looking very fierce and undefeatable. The leading ship had a giant flag. It was raised more than a few feet high above with three words written on it.

Audrey seconded. Likewise, with their batted breath, the group waited in anticipation as their ship drew closer to the horizon as well as the legendary Shamrock. However, before they could even delight themselves in this small success, they noticed a decrepit ship covered with black soot, headed their way. What was more was that it was sailing at top speed! “How could a battered vessel pull that shit off?”