Shadowvanilla Ship Novels & Stories

"Give them a target they can't hit!" Jace’s ship, the Ghost Whisper, vanished. Not into smoke, but into a literal fold in reality. Using the Shadow-Silk sails, his vessel became a translucent smudge against the turquoise sea, reappearing a mile to the left and unleashing a volley of obsidian bolts that tore through the leading edge of the swarm. "Thane, bring us about! Hard to port!" I roared. Thane slammed his weight against the helm, the Obsidian Wing groaning as its Eclipse-Glass prow sliced through the air. "Elora, they’re charging the Needle-Beams! If they hit the deck, the heat will melt the masts!"

"You mean it’s one of the original designs?" ​"It’s the ship the Architects used to 'Delete' the first generation of Vanes," Sierra said, her eyes turning a hard, crystalline emerald. "It was never destroyed. It was 'Redacted'. It’s been living in the trash-files of the universe for ten thousand years." ​The Ghost of Vark-Zero

At the border of the South China Sea. The green ships surrounded the white ship. Green Bunny jumped aboard the white ship and stopped behind Shadow. Tenth; Shadow’s people under Hidden and White Bunny were also standing behind her. Shadow was seen smiling after talking with the other person on the phone. His countenance was slightly better than this morning. “Your Holiness.” Green called out toward Shadow as the representative of the green ships. He could see the ocean that Shadow was currently looking at. There were corpses of the beastmen floating up next to the debris.

he'd called it, though Jack suspected simple curiosity. "Visual contact," Marcus announced. Jack looked up and saw it. The scout ship was beautiful—a sleek vessel of silver and blue, organic curves suggesting it had been grown rather than built. But it was clearly damaged. Portions of its hull flickered with unstable energy, and a trail of debris marked its descent path. Behind it, still distant but closing fast, three dark shapes pursued. The Vanguard hunters. "Aria-7, this is Jack Miller," he broadcast on the Origin Heart's frequency. "We're here to help. Can you match our position?"

The large screen displayed the map of the industrial zone. Three vans had split. Two had been decoys. One signal had gone dark entirely. “They rerouted through a private dockyard,” Sebastian said quietly. Alex didn’t respond immediately. He was standing with both hands resting on the back of a chair. Head lowered slightly. Thinking. “Dock ownership?” he asked. “Shell corporation. Registered offshore.” “Trace the parent.” “Already trying.” Silence stretched. Sebastian watched him carefully. “You forced them to move,” he said after a moment.

“Be specific.” Milo tapped the tablet, projecting a quiet stream of categories into the air. “Shipping routes going back ten years. Shell corporations are tied to the tea, ceramics, and medical exports industries. Names of mid-tier brokers in Southeast Asia and Eastern Europe. Outdated biometric hashes of handlers long dead. Obsolete access credentials to dormant ports. And—” He paused. “—historical transaction ledgers from Naples. Pre-Russo Cartel collapse.” Diego cursed under his breath.

Soon I was airborne heading towards the ship which was my prime target. As I flew over the vast sea with blue waters I couldn't help but recall the day I had jumped into the Vaium Sea, the very day when my whole life had been toppled. A bitter smile appeared on my face. The system beeped letting me know we were near our target. It was a cargo ship and my mission was to hit and sink it. As I manoeuvred my helicopter near the ship I saw the huge logo embossed on the side of the black and red ship. The logo of Ruby's pack, The Shadow Howl came into view.

Through the haze, I saw Lucian dive in without a second thought, swimming fast toward me. Thorne followed, diving in and heading straight for me, ignoring Isolde's cries for help. Griffin stood on the shore, yelling with worry, "Thorne, you can't swim! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!" I felt a jolt of shock. ...Thorne could not swim? I tried hard to open my eyes, which were already blurry, and looked over to see Thorne flailing in the water. He really could not swim at all and was quickly sinking.

“And we will stand ready.” Inferno purred beneath my awareness, steady, satisfied, vigilant. The vessels had been awakened, stabilized, and tested. The Haven of Shadows now held the key to sustenance without harm, lineage without dominance. I looked at the barrels one last time, sunlight glinting off the ley ash-infused wood, the blood shimmering faintly. A small smile touched my lips. “This is only the beginning,” I whispered. And far beyond the mountains, across forests and valleys, something ancient, patient, and vast had turned its gaze on us once more. But we were not stumped. We are the Haven Of Shadows and we have always anticipated anything and everything.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"