Sunlight Ship Novels & Stories

A concentrated beam was released from its barrel and pierced through the giant's armored body. The creature showed signs of slowing down and slowly turned into dust. A thunderous sound was heard and it came from the front of the battlefield. "That was a strong start C." Said Onimura, Shó's older brother. "This is a battlefield, we mustn't hold back." Canan replied in a serious tone. A battleship passed by above them and began bombarding the approaching enemy vessel. The sky is covered by clouds and smoke and even if the suns were to appear it will still look like it's sunset because of the red sunlight.

I moved from my seat and looked at Roselia who’s comfortably sitting in the passenger seat after we’ve spent hours at our branch office and now we are heading to the boutique to pick up some clothes and fix myself for the date later. “Who owns the copter?” “Your date.” “Woahh…” I was stunned for a moment. “Is he trying to impress me?” “Are you impressed, lady?” I crossed my arms and looked the other way. “I decided not to dress and put on make-up.” “What?” She glanced at me. “Your mother would kill me--”

“Our herbs are sought after every year.” As the sun rose higher, the sails of the first ship finally came into view, the white canvas billowing against the clear blue sky, blown by the air behind it, propelling the ships to go faster. The villagers erupted into cheers, and even those busy preparing paused to watch the approaching vessels. From a distance, the ships looked like small dots, but as they drew closer, the details became clearer. The hulls of the vintage ships glistened in the sunlight, and the masts stood tall, bearing flags of different colors and patterns, signifying the various regions they hailed from.

The bright morning sun beat down on the busy port, making the white sides of the massive cruise ship shine so brightly it almost hurt my eyes. It did not look like a normal boat; it looked like a giant floating city made of white metal and shining glass. People were everywhere, laughing, carrying bags, and pointing at the huge ship. I clutched the handle of my bright yellow suitcase, trying to calm my racing heart. I, Penelope, was about to step onto this giant ship and lie to an entire family for thirty long days.

The three people also seemed to be looking at Zhou Fu from a distance. The morning sun was crawling from the east, Zhou Fu's ship was like the land of the earth undergoing an eclipse because the position of the ship was slightly to the south of the approaching large ship. The sunlight hitting the arrival ship finally cast a giant shadow that covered the surface of Zhou Fu's ship. Turning Zhou Fu's face and body into an unrecognizable black silhouette. “We are passing by to go to Caihong, Young Master. It is such a coincidence we'd meet here!" Shouted someone who stood on the arrival ship to Zhou Fu.

Its hull was a translucent, milky white, carved from the ribs of some gargantuan sea-beast, and the sails were spun from a material so fine they looked like captured moonlight. I stood on the pier, the wind whipping my silver-streaked hair across my face. Beside me, Thane was a pillar of dark tension, his shadow-wolf spirit pacing restlessly just beneath the surface of his skin. Kaelen held his sensor-staff, the crystals humming in a frantic, high-pitched frequency that told us the energy coming from that ship was unlike anything we had ever recorded. "It isn't Abyss energy," Kaelen whispered, his eyes fixed on the ship’s prow. "It’s... solar. They’ve managed to distill the light of the sun

The ship continued to sail across the deep ocean. The sun timidly began to appear on the eastern horizon as the large iron vehicle continued to slice through the waters to reach its destination port: Rossie Port. That morning, aboard the Serenade ship, the crew's spirits seemed to be ablaze. They had passed a night full of events. Now, the sunrise brought new hope. The shining deck of the ship bathed in sunlight seemed to imply that the previous events were indeed just memories.

"A fleet." CRACK. The sky above the Crimson Spire didn't just cloud over; it shattered. A massive, purple rift tore open the clouds, and from the void, a ship descended. It wasn't like the Prometheus. This ship was a cathedral of black iron and screaming souls, bristling with cannons that glowed with Void-light. It was the flagship of the Order of the Black Sun. "How rude," Valerius sighed, adjusting his silk cuffs. "I specifically ordered no solicitors."

"Oh, absolutely not. I know a branding tyrant when I see one." Aaliyah said, "Haley, maybe do not antagonize the nuclear sunrise." "Too late." Haley went live again, squinting into impossible gold. "Quick reminder: sunlight is great. Forced worship is not. Suns do not get applause for basic job performance." Ra's boat turned toward her. The old goddess laughed. It was a small laugh, cracked and amazed. Ra did not laugh. The solar boat fired a beam of pure dawn at Nightingale. Jack moved.

“You don’t understand—Princess Alessia needs comfort items, pillows, snacks, emergency sparklers, and emotional support pastries—” Kael walked past her without glancing. “She needs none of that.” Seraphine gasped. “How dare you say that, Kael!” Ariadne’s voice cut across the loading platform. “Enough chatter. Get everything secured. We depart in twenty minutes.” The Solaris royal airship, the Dawnstar, stood on the highest dock, its golden hull gleaming in the early morning light. Runes glowed along its sides. The wind hummed through its sails, each woven with luminous threads.