Ship Girl Novels & Stories

The water roiled and hissed, threatening to crash down and crush them all. "I am Saoirse of the Silver Branch," she announced, her voice amplified by the tunnel of water. "I broke the God-Shell. I burned the Throne. And if you touch him, I will snap this ship in half like a dry twig." She glared at Vane. "Do you want to sell us, Captain? Or do you want to keep your ship?" Vane stared at the water hovering above his head. He looked at the violet fire burning in Saoirse’s eyes.

As for the size of the ship, the envoy did say that it was a former warship and is currently one of the few transportations capable of getting to the island. Cai Kang hugs everyone but notices that Kurai looking more unhappy than he does with his goodbyes. Nuying had to pat him down before he hugs her to death. When Cai Kang and Kurai got onto a large wooden ship. Their jaws are dropped at the mere sight of the interior. It is way too damn big. It has several floors and the lower floors even have spaces for cannons. This is a warship. In addition to that, the other passengers are the entire Nadeshiko squadron who are their protection unit. It makes up at least over fifty people.

It wasn't the Holy Syndicate. From the fog emerged a fleet of "Ghost Ships"—commercial freighters, private yachts, and even fishing trawlers, all manned by people who had been "Decommissioned" by the Syndicate’s global seizure. They were the waitresses from Singapore, the coders from Geneva, and the soldiers from New York who had refused to go back to their "Stations." The lead ship, a battered Northwood icebreaker, pulled alongside the black sand. A woman stepped onto the deck—Mina, her eyes tired but free of the neon-green glow. Beside her stood a thousand others, their faces grim and determined.

It was the day of the big trip on the ship. Lissa, Rassy and Gizella were excited for the new ride. They got in and saw how big the ship was. So big it could accommodate more than five hundred guests. They walked around the ship, enjoying the common rooms. There was everything on this ship, everything they wanted and even what they didn't want. For example, the presence of some people. Gizella got goosebumps when she saw Graçaniano. He still smiled at her, but she turned away, completely ignoring him.

"My boat, The Sinful Queen, is fueled and waiting at Pier 4. Once we hit open water, the Council’s jurisdiction ends. They can’t touch us in international waters." ​"And Betty?" I asked, watching the salt spray hit the windshield. "You think she’ll just let us sail away with her 'retirement fund'?" ​Malakai’s jaw tightened. "Betty is a scavenger. She only bites when she thinks her prey is weak. She’s about to find out I’m the strongest I’ve ever been because I have you." ​We screeched into the industrial shipyard, the towering cranes looking like skeletons against the moonlight. The fog was rolling in thick, tasting of salt and oil. Malakai killed the lights and rolled the SUV behind a stack

Jidana, Kariya and Ophilius packed themselves into Ophilius’s sky ship. Ophilius had to use to metal poles as crutches as he struggled to enter the ship. Jidana and Kariya helped him into the ship and they were ready to set sail and on their way to the Petragram mansion. Ophilius’ s ship was big and red with two large masts each carrying 10 flags. There are two compartments on the sides that house cannons and a compartment inside the ship to store weapons. The ship is powered by wind Furiyu and the wind of the sky.

The blue ship was there, its wooden hull riding low in a harbor that looked less like water and more like the deep, unwritten reservoir of the world before the Spire gave it a name. Xander stood over the table, his breath coming in ragged, freezing gasps that turned to mist in the morning air. His fingers, still stained with the ash of the willow timber and the black grease of the Enforcer’s hydraulic fluid, gripped the edge of the wood until the joints went white. "That's Mia’s ship," he whispered, his eyes locked on the microscopic sails that were made of the same jagged, carved light as our wooden stars. "But Elias said they sailed into the margins. He said they were waiting in the gaps."

She whispered She began walking to it ignoring everyone on the dock. She made her way up the walkway to it and began studying it. She walked about the ship mentally taking notes of things. The men on board moved out of her way as she did. Three masses, equipped with cannons, and it had all the little details her father liked. The ship was made from a darker wood, it had a hughe of rich brown in it but it also wanted to be grey. She walked up the stairway sliding her hand over the railing as she did. She smiled seeing the detail her father put into this ship. A blue turquoise line went up the side of the handle rail, looking about this turquoise color was etched into the ship. Across the rail

It didn't matter to her since she figured that most of them were given new identification codes so no one would know of their previous owners. She walked by a separate hanger and looked at the number and saw that she had come to the hanger bay Levi had told her about earlier. As she walked in her jaw dropped in awe of the ship, she would be traveling in. It wasn't like the others she had seen. It had a very sleek design, but was still massive. She noticed that it was designed for combat above all things; it had twin plasma cannons on the front and sides. After taking in the size of the vessel she looked around for her pilot. There were several soldiers posted around the ship and technicians

Archer smiled back like an amiable uncle, looking at this unsophisticated little mermaid -- 16 was actually an age of babies to mermaids. Joanna spoke up as sweetly as she sang, but the content she was talking about was very harsh, "Great-grandma asked me to tell you that we found a ship from the Full Moon Island driving into the Dark River Pack's territory. It's the first ship since we've been monitoring that Island." Archer clenched his jaw , "Anyone on the ship?" "All I saw was a young redheaded boy at the helm; no one else on deck." said like a innocent kid, the beautiful girl traced circles on his abs, gradually reaching his penis.