Sundrop X Moondrop Ship Novels & Stories

ATLAS "Vicente, shift that crate three inches to the left!" I roared, my voice echoing off the metal walls of the loading dock. Vicente didn't flinch. He knew me too well. He simply signaled the crane operator, and the last massive crate of MoonDrop slid into place with a heavy thud. This was the final batch. The Italians had already wired the upfront payment. Eight figures of clean, untraceable capital. The Japanese cartel had followed suit an hour later.

The Moon Goddess did not appear again since as She said that was Her last, even so, they still have the seed of moonlight that She left them that they will cultivate and pass on to those who will be next in their blood. Several rainy seasons and summers passed; the weeks, months, and years flew fast, the little seed has finally become a fruit and its grace to the Cohens is a unique ability that will be theirs. And as a tribute to their mother who gave them, the sacred moonlight that resides in them, they called it... "Moon Drip".

They carried them out. At the seam, the dragging footprints ended. On the path down, the lighter prints had been joined by small prints: a child who had decided the sea’s noises needed supervision. The skiff greeted them like a thought that had not been interrupted. “You’ll make the Foundry by dusk if the river respects your verbs,” the ferry-woman said when they coasted into the slip. She glanced at the packet under Maera’s arm. She did not ask. “If he brings lanterns,” she added, “make him count the oil.”

"Perfect. We'll take your ship back to Wyverna." With a graceful leap, Alexander landed on the cargo ship, his team following suit. Recognizing it as a vessel of the now-defunct Moony Organization, he saw an opportunity to expedite their journey to Ol' Mare without the hassle of negotiation. "What do you think you're doing? If you don't disembark, I'll call for backup!" threatened the captain, brandishing his phone. "Go ahead, I doubt you'll reach anyone," Alexander retorted, settling into a seat with a mischievous grin. With the Moony Organization dismantled, any remnants would surely be too fearful to intervene.

"She didn't turn him back into a man. She just stayed in the woods with him until the woods didn't seem so scary anymore. She became a beast, too. And they were happy, because the moon didn't care what they were." Xander pulled me into his arms, his heart beating a steady, human rhythm against mine. The violet light in my eyes finally flickered and died, leaving me in the dark. But it wasn't a scary dark. It was the dark of a room before you fall asleep, knowing that someone is there to wake you up. "The ledger is closed, Sara," he whispered into my hair. "Closed," I agreed. As the first light of a new dawn touched the horizon, we saw a fleet of ships approaching from the fog. They weren't i

“The water drains away automatically wherever the ship passes!” Alex grabbed Bea and quickly dodged to the side. The speeding ship missed them by the skin of their teeth, and ripples brushed past their faces like blades in its wake. Alex clearly saw a large “Rouge” painted on the hull of this undersea cruise ship. Someone else was present in the Nine Yin Heavenly Ruin. Just as this thought crossed Alex’s mind, that ship stopped suddenly, swiftly reversed course, and stopped in front of the two people. Subsequently, several people came down from it.

The suppressor was long, sleek, and cold, a silent judge waiting to pass a sentence. "Wind speed four knots, east-southeast. Adjust two clicks left," Jax’s voice crackled in my earpiece, smooth and focused. He was miles away in the basement of Blackwood Manor, but through the digital link, he was my eyes in the sky. "The Rossi shipment is being moved onto the Star of Naples now. Twenty million in 'medical supplies' that are actually high-grade precursors for the Syndicate's labs." "Copy," I whispered, my voice a ghost in the wind.

Juno smiled and said, “I shall speak directly then, Aunt Gloria.” Gloria was stunned. Soon after, she smiled at Juno. Juno said in all seriousness, “Entrust a local heavy machinery company to produce airdrop containers with high durability within two days. If there’s no fog on the island, we shall use the Tempest-1 to airdrop a batch of two hundred containers onto Serpent’s Haven.” The crowd was shocked upon hearing Juno’s remark. Everyone including Adrian found it unimaginable that Juno would come up with an idea like this.

"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

" My heart skipped a beat at his words, and a glimmer of hope ignited within me. Maybe, just maybe, I had found a way out of the darkness and into a brighter future, with Romain by my side. As I washed my hands and face with rosewater and soap in the basin, my mind lingered on Sophia's cruelty and her attempts to eliminate me. Yet, here I was, in the arms of my savior - the Dark Prince, my mate. My cheeks flushed as I recalled the kiss and his sweet words. 'Thank you, Moon Goddess,' I whispered, drying myself with a linen towel. But, just as I relaxed, a low, husky voice whispered in my ear, 'The time is near, Aria. Your destiny is calling.'