Novel & Cerita Starset #vessels

And rising from the muck of the harbor floor wasn't a ruin or a ship. It was a Cradle. A massive, ivory structure, shaped like a lotus, was emerging from the deep. And on its surface, glowing with a light that didn't come from the tree, was a symbol we had never seen before. A circle with thirteen points. "The Thirteenth Seat wasn't a person, Xander," Selene whispered, her eyes wide with terror. "It was a Vessel." A door on the ivory cradle slid open. No one came out. Instead, a single, black envelope floated out on the breeze, landing right at my feet.

Tristan and Saoirse entered. The conversation stopped. Tristan walked to the head of the table. He wore a new coat—black leather reinforced with Aether-resistant lining, designed by Helena to dampen his emissions. He looked like a general. A very dangerous, very unstable general. "Report," Tristan said. "The fleet is fueled," Thorne said. "We have fifty ships combat-ready. Another twenty support vessels." "The Sovereign’s main cannon is online," Vane added. "Though we only have enough charge for three shots. After that, we’re throwing rocks."

--- ## Chapter 41: The Stolen Cradle The realization hit me like a physical blow. The "Mother" the Reapers were preparing the cradle for wasn't a ship. It wasn't a hive. It was a **Vessel**. "Subject 00-C," my father whispered, leaning against the ruined console of the Observatory. "The third sister." I spun around, my Red Blood sparking. "The third? You told me there were only two! You told me it was just me and Sarah!"

Not from the predator. It was a hum. A single, resonant, harmonious note. A ship dropped out of a jump directly between us and the void-predator. It was the vessel we had seen once before, the one woven from a basket of light. Elara's ship. But it was not alone. Flanking it were a dozen other vessels—Kael's Stalwart Friend, now scarred and battle-hardened, and others we recognized from the freed worlds. Ships of crystal, of living wood, of solidified sound. The First Chapter.

A strong hand clapped him on the back drawing his attention forward. “Look, see there!” Dean said, pointing to the Black sails coming around the corner. Gavin's first reaction was to grab a hold of Dean for touching him but paused. Gavin’s eyes spotted the ghost-like ship gliding across the ocean. It was still as haunting as the first time he laid eyes on it. It was a ship from nightmares but it was stunning. He spotted her golden hair as the ship drew near. The doom in his stomach fading slightly. The Evening Star pulled up alongside the Morning Star day and night at a stand still.

I hung up wasting no time, shutting him from completing his gibberish. No, I've had enough of this rubbish. I am breaking up with this dude today! I exhaled roughly, thinking aloud. I grabbed my clutch, before storming out of the room. I strolled out the house, and walked to the garage, and my face shoot open, seeing my chauffeur stand beside the family's 'Tesla'. "We're.. we are going with this??" I stuttered, pointing at the car. The flying Tesla is the most expensive car in the mansion's garage, and dad bought the car not too long ago. He hadn't rode the car for once, nor does he allow mom or anyone to move with it. Consequently, i was surprised to see my chauffeur beside it.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

The next morning, all the Alphas gathered together to have breakfast before heading back to their respective packs. I noticed a woman around my age standing alone, so I went over to introduce myself. "Hi, I'm Violet, Sebastian's mate and the Luna of Silver Pack. Nice to meet you," I said, shaking her hand. "My name is Irene, and I'm Ocean's Pack Luna. Nice to meet you too," she replied. "What were you doing standing alone?" I asked.

They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust. Only a few know that their home is from the stars, though, in modern times, people have suggested the idea that they are all from the dust of an exploding star. There is much more to the idea than those very few understood. A long time before humans even existed on Earth, there were other humanoid creatures throughout the universe. One race, though, knew their home planet was dying. They wanted to continue their journey. A handful of special beings were chosen. Their essence was taken and broken down to the smallest molecule. Hundreds of thousands of these molecules were then placed in a special transport on a small rock. Then

One Week Later The sleek and powerful destroyer slowly flew up and away from St. Jakque’s star harbor towers. She was joined by three corvettes, a dozen mecha, and a half dozen fighters. Emblazoned on each and every single one of the ships was the seal of the Corvus Republic - a black silhouette of a raven’s head, whose eye was bright purple and aggressively angled. Tens of thousands of people watched the nation-state from the star harbor’s observation decks, and cheered heartily for their success. They watched as it flew higher and higher into the sky, until they disappeared from sight altogether.