The Black Quill Cruise Ship Novels & Stories

"We have a situation at the southern border outposts. Three hours ago, a fleet of dreadnoughts breached the southern mist-barrier of our territorial waters. They do not fly the banners of the southern rogue factions, nor do they carry the sigils of any known shifter pack on this continent." Aurelia stepped forward, her golden eyes narrowing. "Commander, describe their ships." "They're enormous, of petrified black mahogany, reinforced with crimson steel," Marcus reported, jaw clenched. "Their sails are pitch black, woven with blood-red crests depicting a serpent coiled around a eclipsed sun. They have dropped anchor in the Bay of Whispers, and their envoy is already marching up the King's Roa

“That’s not possible.” Fear slid through the ship immediately. Gabriel followed his stare. Then his expression darkened too. Far across the ocean lights were appearing through the storm. Dozens of ships. Black ships. Covered in silver moon symbols. Hunters. An entire fleet of them. And standing at the front of the largest ship was a woman wearing a silver crown.

"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?"

The cruise ship which Azrael owns can carry up to 8,000 persons, the gold letters laid on the white painting of the transport have markings of bold letters that say ‘A.T.Execroz.’ It was written on the side of the colossal vessel. Looking at the gleaming waters of the ocean, his heart began to ease, it will always be the place that gives him serenity and repose, it was the only thing that he looked forward to in this travel and celebration of his, the sea.

Laurie said, disappearing below the deck. Captain Nathenial smiled and kissed the back of Delilah’s hand. “There’s nothing more sexy than a determined woman.” He moved back to the wheel and pressed a button. “Black Dahlia might not be able to get you there but Dahlia Night can do the job.” Mechanical noises surrounded them and the floor beneath them began to move. They all rushed to the back of the boat seeing a smaller replica of Black Dahlia emerged from the ship. It glided out behind the Black Dahlia, blocking it from the view of the ship attacking them.

“Yes I am” “Oh”, Dragomir said, his eyes trailing to his chest region, the man had fat breasts, “Okay” Raisel let out a small chuckle, unable to hold it in again. “Something funny miss?”, Dickard bellowed out. Raisel cleared her throat, “None at all” “What do you want?”, he asked. “We are yet to pay for our tickets, on board your ship”, Dragomir answered. “Well the Black Hollow is on a voyage to the western coast seas”, Boobs explained.

The marina was a symphony of clinking rigging and the low, expensive hum of engines. The Obsidian Star lived up to its name, a massive, predatory silhouette of black steel and glass that dwarfed the surrounding white cruisers. As they stepped onto the polished teak deck, the air was already thick with the scent of sea salt, expensive sunblock, and chilled alcohol.

“You two are seriously—” “—connected like patch cables in a server farm,” Hugo chimed in. I shook my head, half-smiling. Fourteen, I counted in my head. The three-story yacht gleamed under the sun like a white palace on water. The crew stood in formation; a holographic banner read Cassilas–Maradona Private Engagement Cruise, glowing in the air. Hugo stepped down and extended his hand. “Princess, welcome to your floating kingdom.” “Kingdom? Aren’t kingdoms the ones storms usually sink?” I replied with a diplomatic smile.

He walked out of the cabin and was about to take over the task of steering the boat from Eira when water lapping sounds started coming from nearby at that moment. “Swoosh!” The seawater’s sounds were strange. Ambrose subconsciously looked to the sea. He was instantly stunned as what he saw made him shudder and gasped! Uh…uh… At that moment, Ambrose’s jaw dropped as he thought he was hallucinating. He then rubbed his eyes with a face full of shock! He saw thousands of sailing ships majestically sailing nearby on the sea. It was indeed more than a thousand of them! Those sailing ships were flying a black flag with a white shark embroidered on it. The contrast of the black and white was jarring

At this time, the expressions on Connor and the other two looked extremely ugly when they saw the eight battleships on the sea as well as the huge golden cruise ship! That golden cruise ship was the world's largest cruise ship and belonged exclusively to the Clarke family! There was a mobile commercial complex inside! Swimming pools, luxury shopping malls, golf courses, casinos… Everything that one could think of was available on this cruise ship! Allen glanced at Connor and said softly, “Connor, what should we do? With the battleships acting as escorts, our people can't make a move.”