Starset #vessels Novels & Stories

“Are you saying there could be more ships?” “We don’t have Dominion sensor keys. If they’re cloaked, we wouldn’t see them until it’s too late.” I turned toward the viewport. The Veritas glinted silver in the starlight, its edges sharp as memory. Too still. Too confident. It made my skin itch. The seed pulsed in its containment chamber behind me. I didn’t even need to look to feel it—like a second heartbeat, quickening. Nervous. I stepped away from the bridge’s center and crossed to the observation bay, where the seed floated in its suspension field.

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The black stars aren't stars-they're *ships*. Massive, jagged vessels blot out the fractured sky, their hulls bristling with weapons that hum with the same green lightning as the Arbor Prime. The Eden shard pulses in my grip, its voice fraying at the edges. **"They've come to sterilize the infection. That's us."** Veyra stares at the armada, her Custodian-metal stinger trembling. "We need to run."

~Stargem: Rewrite~ THE BEGINNING _________________ The Despair Class battleship under Sephtis' command rejoined the fleet of 13 ships that was waiting 38 trillion kilometers away from Starliege. The Dark Fleet continues its course in the sea of stars. The Nightmare Princess is looking outside the window of her room and is in deep thought. She looked at the ring on her left ring finger and remembered a boy that she couldn't see the face clearly. "I promise that I will find you, my prince."

that Kaelen Vane had integrated into the ship’s soul. ​Kaelen stood at the forward view-port, his bronze-mapped skin glowing with a steady, peaceful resonance. Beside him, Julian Sallow was checking the "Stellar-Nursery" in the ship’s cargo-hold. It wasn't filled with weapons or credits. It was filled with Billions of Spores, the seeds of a new kind of life that didn't need a planet to grow.

"Then which one of us, according to you, can accompany you?" After he finished speaking, his eyes seemed to be empty and glanced at Dinh Quan. Tinh Ngoc could feel his joking look. Sure enough, right after that, Luc Hoa gave the answer she expected. "Over the years, Starlight has always been a pioneer in the field of applications and games. So I am looking for CEO Lam. Are you interested in our project?" Starlight is a game and electronic application design company. Launched products always receive support from users. Quality is always the thing that Starlight pays the most attention to, thus creating the trust of everyone.

"Was born ready Duster. Let's get her started up!" The men started the sleek striker up with professional speed. Within minutes the remaining red safety flags were removed and the canopy was closed. The inner launch tube door opened to let the spacecraft in. Within moments the sleek Strike Viper shot out the launch tube and set course for the asteroid field. He was one of the third wave of recon craft sent into the field in the last few hours. The previous recon missions found clusters of mines bound to asteroids and traps in the shape of asteroids with crude engines strapped to them. There was no sign yet of the enemy. Maybe he would be the 'lucky winner'.

The sky above Novus, once a battlefield of violet beams and obsidian rings, was now filled with a hauntingly familiar silhouette. The "Mimic-Fleet" did not emerge from the void with alien hums; it arrived with the rhythmic, terrifying thump-hiss of a thousand replicated Great Engines. The Curators had used the data-harvest from the Sovereignty-Virus to 3D-print an armada of bronze-wood ships, each one a grotesque, oversized caricature of the Aethel-Dawn.

All the men were staring at me head to toe, some even whistled. Hayden let out a warning growl, telling them not to stare at his mate. I walked down and took Hayden's hand. "Stunning." He whispered to me. I blushed. "Today we are here to present my mate, Annabel Ferrars, as the new Luna. " He turned to face me. "Annabel Ferrars. Will you sacrifice yourself to protect your pack?" "I will." "Will you uphold your title as Luna and do your duties with pride?"

at the end of Verra's sentence a massive green pillar of mana shot into the sky. "What? What is that?" An uproar began around them. People began running towards the shelters, thinking the Falling Stardust was under attack. "It's coming from the Hurricane territory," Eloise called out. "Xasha!" Verra shouted in excitement and took off in that direction. While in the air, she saw a shadow passing from the corner of her eye and stopped. She around only to see a beardy and unkempt Xasha staring at her with disbelief in his bloodshot eyes.