Stucky Ship Novels & Stories

even began. The Shipyard was a "Non-Euclidean-Scaffold" the size of a solar system, built from "Ghost-Steel" and "Compressed-Gravity." It was a graveyard of "Prototype-Universes," half-finished "Gears-of-Existence," and "Blueprints-Carved-in-Vacuum." Unlike the "Wild-Multiverse," which was a product of "Accidental-Chaos," the Shipyard was a place of "Abandoned-Design." It was the "Studio" of the "Origin," left behind when the "Smith" retired to see what his "Creation" would do on its own.

"I'm okay. Don't make things harder for me." Using her flashlight, Stella saw Keegan near the bed. He looked a bit roughed up, but okay. "Quick, get to a chair!" she urged. However, another sway of the ship stopped Keegan as he tried to stand. He grabbed hold of the bed's armrest to stabilize himself. The ship's violent movements made it impossible for him to move to the chair. So, Keegan used a sheet to tie himself to the bed's armrest to avoid getting thrown around.

— asked blonde woman, blue eyes, wavy hair to the middle of the back, these little wolves a black and a white, Guillermo found them in the forest and said they would be a gift for Alexter's children; Maria didn't want to leave him alone to her fate so I'm taking them with her on the boat. — Yes, Sofia, please, put them in my room — the young woman of maximum 17 years smiles and obeys; Guillermo was once locked in his cabin away from everyone at the bottom of the ship. After ten days of travel, the crew was a little tired, so in the first port, they all stopped; they all went for a walk, instead,

Foxy asked rhetorically making Alexander smile widely. “Once the head is gone,the whole body is useless,get the boys ready!!”He shouted and laughed devilishly,leaving for his chamber. “Wondering what's gonna happen this time”He murmured to himself ★★★ “we need to a ship coming from the western ship”Grayson said coming out hurriedly to the sitting as he had seen a message popped in his phone “And how has that concerned me,M seriously busy with something else man” “C'mon guy,this is a life opportunity,that ship is carrying about 8 billion”He harshly said putting on this clothes

He tried to stand up, but Madame Devereaux pushed him back down. "Don't move, you idiot," she scolded. "You’ve torn your stitches. You’re a mess." "I'm fine," he grunted, his eyes fixed on me. They were wary. Guarded. He was waiting for the bullet. Or the scream. "Marigold," he started. "I had to—" "Not here," I said sharply. "And not in front of the staff. Stark, get this ship turned around. We’re going home." Stark looked at the map. "With the rudder gone, we can only make about five knots, Your Majesty. And the engines are overheating."

Jago ran toward us, his face grimy with oil and sweat. "Zora! We’ve got the 'Void-Mines' set in the water, but they’ve got 'Pulse-Burners' on those ships!" Jago yelled over the roar of the ocean. "We're holding a knife to a gunfight!" "Then we change the rules of the fight," I said, stepping off the shuttle. I looked up. The clouds were parting, revealing the massive, white-gold hull of the South Spire flagship, the Ascension. It was beautiful and terrible, a floating mountain of corporate arrogance. And I knew she was on the bridge. Elena.

“Do you even know who I am?” “Tall, handsome, a little too confident for your own good. Maybe a minor god. Definitely annoying.” He actually laughed. And damn if it wasn’t a nice sound—deep, smooth, lazy. Like it belonged in a song or something. Behind him, tied up to a small wooden dock that definitely hadn’t been there before, floated a black ship. Long and sleek, sails gleaming gold in the sunlight. Magical glyphs shone along its sides. Of course. Of course, he had a magical yacht while I had a coconut tree and a rock I named George.

There was a queue of vampires and blood slaves, clutching their possessions to their chests and arguing for entry. “We saw a ship enter!” A man declared. “A ship flying Estrean flags. We want to buy passage.” “It is a merchant ship,” the guard replied wearily. “We do not know if the ship is taking passengers, and if it is, it cannot possibly take you all. It probably wants to fill it’s holds with cargo not people. There is no point to this, we cannot allow you within. The docks cannot take so many, they are damaged, and you would overwhelm the ship. Few enough bother with the journey anymore, we don’t want to scare those that do make it off, do we?”

waited at the last of all the ships, they knew they had càme with the bullets made from dust and ashes. The search for the Mysterious began, and one after the other soldiers kept searching the ships, they needed to locate where they were exactly the mysterious were, but no matter how they tried, they could not see all the ships, the world did not relent at locating them, President Saint in his office was hoping he could find a way to.stop the attack on ships, and all.wise and advisers he had met with supported the action, they thought killing the mysterious was the right thing to do, but he was having trouble supporting the killing wholeheartedly, he decided to visit the only man he always t

"What do you want us to do? It's not safe and I don't want anything happening to our unborn child." I instinctively placed my palm over my belly. "Nothing's going to happen to any of us. We just have to think of something quickly. We have to have a plan. And we have to pray as much as we can." He rubbed on my shoulders and joined his forehead to mine. "This isn't the time to be brave babe." I opened my eyes, pulling back from his embrace. "And this isn't the time to be a coward, Zachary." The intense staredown we had afterwards was an eyesore. Anyone around knew better than to interfere for any reason at all. Lucky for me, he walked away this time, leaving me with the sound of my unsteady br