Ships Mha Novels & Stories

Take my mind and take my pain Like an empty bottle takes the rain And heal, heal, heal, heal Take my past and take my sins Like an empty sail takes the wind And heal, heal, heal, heal Tom Odell Heal Amelia's POV I sat down around my desk waiting on Hunter since Xavier instructed me not to leave the office. I decided to invite Hunter up for lunch it felt like ages since last spoke and it was mostly my fault since he made efforts to keep our friendship going. I heard the elevator door open and I stood up opening my door to see Hunter, his gaze met mine and he smiled walking into my office sitting down as I did the same.

Mia nodded and replied, "I will. I know we have a duty to our clans so I'll be careful." I nodded, relieved. "The Shadow Clan’s ship is massive!" Mia said, her voice full of excitement as she switched the topic. "And it's so equipped with the most advanced technology I have ever seen. They have weapons that can cut through steel like it is just butter! The communication devices that allow them to speak to each other even from different parts of the ship is also very impressive, and don’t get me started on their medical technology. They can heal wounds that would be considered fatal to us in a matter of hours."

As per usual, I have had another successful day at work. I just wish my personal life was just as successful. "Jake! Did you really just land the Champa account?!" Lin asked as she walked into my small office. I smiled as I watched her run over to me and I stood up to hug her. "I did and I am not sure how I was able to do it but I did." I responded with a hint of shyness. Lin is the loudest of our marketing group and she is also the one who coordinates all of our work functions.

He approached their table and placed it in front of Mabel, who raised an eyebrow. "Go on," Marco said evenly. "Open it." Mabel’s hands trembled as she unlatched the case. Her eyes widened as stacks of crisp bills came into view. "Oh my gosh," she whispered, her voice filled with awe. She quickly shut the briefcase, her expression shifting to one of triumph. Marco remained stoic. "Now the details." Mabel took a deep breath, as if savoring her victory. "The ship’s name is Maersk Mc-Kinney Moller. It had Maersk Line’s white seven-pointed star logo on a blue background. It departed from the port nearest to this place."

Marku uttered with his eyes wide open. She almost burst into laughter. She couldn't agree with them right now. All she was aware of, she was their Majesty's Mate but should not be presented to the pqck unless she possessed the abilities that a Majesty's mate must. “Don’t be shy, Your Majesty! Show us your power! I am ready to be blown away if that is a wind!” She faced them. She walked forward. She closed her eyes and revealed her beautiful palm. The letter M inside both in her palms was about to make fun of her.

I warn her. "I can't believe I trusted you." "Me neither. That was a big mistake, princess." I start the boat up and begin maneuvering it away from the dock. "You're such an asshole!" Ignoring her, I guide the boat out of the harbor and hit the throttle. Waves explode behind us and we leave the dock and Matthias and his guards in the dust. Now it's just the open water of Lake Michigan which may as well be the ocean. It's huge and the wind is picking up, making the water out here a little rough.