The Last Ship Book Review Novels & Stories

Despite the aroma from Maleficus which covers our scents I have a thick dark glasses on to cover my eyes. The ship is a private carrier for large packages to be transferred into different parts of the worlds. Based on the people that loads huge boxes into the opening of the ship, my thoughts became dark specially that the people who walks back and forth on its entrance are only men. I could not imagine the things that they might have done to Ashley right now! "Stat calm your majesty please we have the chance to save her now, as they might thought we could not track them until here." My eyes turn to the glass of fresh juice in my hand, it's too late to control my fingers when the glass shatt

Hello, my lovely readers Finally! Another season is done and we are entering the finale season of The Last Alpha Standing! Things have been a rollercoaster even for me. I could not believe that time flies so fast that this novel is already at its climax and down to its ending. I thank you all for your support and for reading my story.

***** Book Two: Betrothed to the Ruthless Barbarian King Leila’s point of view I just ran out of pages, I closed the book slowly, reluctantly….. like the story would disappear forever if I shut it too fast. It didn’t, it never did. That was the problem with reading fictional books. The stories didn’t end when you reach the last page, they stayed. They clung to your chest, wrapped around your thoughts, sank into your bones like something permanent, leaving you stranded in the last paragraph like someone pulled the ground beneath your feet mid step.

Outside, the northern lights danced green and purple across the sky. Inside, three hearts beat in the same rhythm for the first time. No empire. No enemies. No chains. Just Eden, Aleksandr, and the little lion who would never know his father as anything but gentle. The last safe word was spoken. And we finally, truly, breathtakingly free. The End…

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

As the sails were raised and the boats pulled away from shore, Varshan Hold became our destination—and my fate was sealed with the tide. AUTHOR'S NOTE I want to use this opportunity to appreciate everyone who has been reading my book. Love you all!!! However, I’ve noticed there haven’t been many comments, and I’m really curious to know what you think about the book so far. Please drop a comment, and you can also support me with gems if you’d like. Thanks a lot once again!

The harbor was full of life, more people than Shadow had ever seen moving about the sturdy piers, chattering loudly and shouting amongst one another in one official language of the novel. However, their clothes varied from man to man to indicate their different backgrounds. Shadow stared into the distance while the rest of her people unloaded all the equipment that they brought. The possibility that the enemies were nearby was higher but no one cared enough to look around. That was because, opposite her battleship stood a ship with a figurehead that resembled some dolphin or whatever, rearing and throwing its head back. And some other ships that she couldn’t care about. “I can tell that they

The ship’s bay doors opened like the jaws of a beast, and as Dante was swallowed into the darkness, the last thing I saw was the indigo glow of his arm failing, leaving me alone in a world that had suddenly gone silent. (Watch out for Chapter 221) 💬 Please add to your library | Drop your Comment/ Reviews | Your Gifts mean so much to me. Thank you, readers.

I murmured to myself while looking at the burning manor where I last saw her. I walked toward the other part of the ship where I can see the manor and while walking, my knees started to weaken I just got lucky that before I reached the edge of the ship making it my support not to collapse. I know that someone's following me but I couldn't care about it anymore, this is too much for me. Every time I looked at it, it became unclear. The ship is leaving faster as time passed by. The whole port became fuzzier in my eyes.

Memory became heat. Both ships folded inward without fire. Aaliyah swore so hard the command center's profanity filter gave up and filed a resignation notice. "Two ships lost," she said. "No debris. No explosion. Boss, they did not get destroyed. They got edited." Katherine was already moving, fingers flying through layered displays. "It removed interval distance. Structural separation collapsed into conceptual adjacency. It is not attacking mass. It is attacking the permission things have to be apart." The compass in Jack's hand burned so hot his palm blistered.