Tamaki X Mirio Ship Novels & Stories

"Of course, sir. I will do my best to keep you informed at all times. I understand the importance of this task and I will do everything in my power to fulfill it." Narok seemed satisfied by her reply. "Good. That is all for now. You are free to attend to your duties." "Look at this, Quill," Kira said, holding out a page on her journal open for me to see. "Crimson Tide, the ship Mia and Ava are sailing in. It is very hard to track as the werewolves of the Shadow Clan work much faster than humans and some werewolves. But here's the curious thing : we've had reports of sightings on the northern port twice this month. What do you think that means?"

Then they turned one last corner, and the path opened. There, nestled between two towers of steel and shadow, was a sleek, midnight-black ship. Its chrome edges glinted beneath the floodlights, elegant and dangerous. A small ramp led up from the dock into a low, angular control deck, its windows tinted like obsidian. “Meet Princella,” Arika announced, her voice different now—almost reverent. “Isn’t she beautiful?” Lila stared, momentarily stunned. “You named your ship?” “I did.” Arika moved forward, fingers trailing the edge of the hull as if greeting an old friend. “After the only thing that ever made sense to me as a kid.”

Takuto suddenly ran to the bathroom and retched into the toilet. In the restaurant, the waiter brought out a local specialty—kinmedai sashimi. “Legend has it,” Misaki had somehow appeared beside Takuto, “that the doomed lovers had this as their final meal.” Takuto froze, chopsticks suspended mid-air. Memories surged up like a tidal wave— “How extravagant… Eating kinmedai at a time like this,” Risa had said with a bitter smile. “Because you said you wanted to try it,” his younger self replied.

“She’s free.” The Auditor exhaled deeply. “The Mirror’s gone. The ship is safe.” But the ship stirred again, a new sound echoing. Not the familiar hum of machinery. A knocking. Knock. Knock. Knock. It came from outside, from the emptiness of space. June stood and cradled Hope. She walked to the big window. The Mirror was gone, but outside, a fleet of ships hovered—ancient, not from Earth. Built from bone and gold, covered in green vines like June’s tattoo.

And hovering right above it, tethered by thick refueling umbilicals, was the Aegis-Class Destroyer. The train was heading directly under the belly of the massive airship. "The cargo-lift doors on the underside of that ship are open for receiving," Dax said, his voice deadly calm over the roaring wind. "When the train passes underneath, the track goes up a slight incline. We hit the throttle, disengage the mag-locks, and use the train's momentum to jump straight up into the hangar bay." "We're going to jump a motorcycle into a flying battleship," Tank said, a wide, manic grin visible behind his visor. "Prez, you are a beautiful lunatic."

Tyr and Archie stood on the ship’s bow, their gaze fixed on the sea in front of them. A ship appeared on the horizon. It was a warship, not a civilian vessel. “D*mn it! It’s Kamikakushi!” Although he had already guessed that Kamikakushi would show up to seize the compass, Tyr couldn’t help but curse when he saw Kamikakushi’s ship appear. Kamikakushi not only decided to make a move, but they also arrived in a warship. The organization was shameless and willing to go to any lengths to achieve its goal.

Mahira stopped, just then she heard a different voice on phone “Sister, Petnovak here,” “Maasima, Little tiger here,” “Huuh!, Petnovak, Little Tiger, where are you? how come Tama is with you?” Mahira was shocked and stopped moving “Sister, please don’t be angry, but these kids are too much to handle, they made a plan amongst themselves to meet and Tama had school vacations, so she wanted to come and spend time with her family on the island, we tried your phone yesterday but could not connect, so I bought them with me, even Mr. & Mrs. Chan are with us, we are on the cruise now,”

Trevor: What ship do I use? Bob: the unarmed vessel we captured, DJS Chernov. A freighter the size of a destroyer, stealth capabilities too... It is a smuggler's ship. DIANA will be moved to that interface... together with a copy of your captain's chair. Take the file with you...

he'd called it, though Jack suspected simple curiosity. "Visual contact," Marcus announced. Jack looked up and saw it. The scout ship was beautiful—a sleek vessel of silver and blue, organic curves suggesting it had been grown rather than built. But it was clearly damaged. Portions of its hull flickered with unstable energy, and a trail of debris marked its descent path. Behind it, still distant but closing fast, three dark shapes pursued. The Vanguard hunters. "Aria-7, this is Jack Miller," he broadcast on the Origin Heart's frequency. "We're here to help. Can you match our position?"

His gills fluttered. "Many. Some far. Some close. A group to the east. Maybe ten of them. On a ship." "A ship?" Kai leaned forward. "What kind of ship?" Miro opened his eyes. "A big one. Broken. They're hiding inside it." --- We changed course. Miro guided us from the water, swimming ahead of the boat. He was fast — faster than the engine. His tail cut through the glassy sea like a knife. Jaden stood at the bow, watching him. "Mom, he's amazing."