The Odyssey Boat Novels & Stories

Niarthen left the exhausted red-haired woman in the bushes of a front garden whilst Lyric led the way down the driveway to where the shadowy shape of a canvas-covered rowboat held the promise of freedom. “It’s the right size,” Lyric whispered to Niarthen as they inspected their find. It was the bare minimum type of boat, made of metal, and without an engine. Just a scoop of metal with two built-in bench seats and row paddles. They would have no problem stealing it and getting it down the bank, but once in the water, the simplicity and lightweight design would become a disadvantage as it would rely on them for steering, and with the heavy flow of the current, could capsize.

I clasped my hands together, acting excited. He nodded, kissed my hand, and hugged me tightly. I inhaled his scent for the last time and jerked my head up, facing the sky. Two of the staff and the boat's captain are waiting for him. There are only three of them: two helpers, Enzo and the captain. The boat was designed to travel to further destinations and is slightly larger than a typical yacht. My brows furrowed when I realized Enzo would go somewhere a bit further than going to the closest Island, as he said.

Over the last week and a half, we had gathered quite a few treasures, all items Bash hoped to share with his Papa when we made it back home. It takes us a moment to get adjusted and find spaces for everyone and everything on the boat, but then we are speeding along on the water and heading away from shore. Bash has never been in a boat before, so he doesn't know what to expect. When the motor starts and we are propelled along the water’s surface, he reaches around me and grabs my waist, holding tightly to my shirt.

The corner of his eyes caught the sinister grin on the members of the Chroma clan. As the shadow drew nearer, the surface of the water churned violently, causing the boat to sway. The mysterious object revealed itself to be a massive creature resembling a sea ray, its size comparable to half a soccer field. "Jump!" Alexander commanded urgently. He and Sheila leaped into the air just as the creature collided with the boat, splitting it in half. Members of the Chroma clan who fell into the water after the boat capsized were unperturbed. Chroma Stirling grappled in the lake for a moment before climbing onto a piece of the boat.

we were looking at one another she figured as much,” I guess that’s what I get for having Margaux be around in our lives for so long, she can pick up on these things. The boat, which really is more like a mini yacht await our boarding. It’s white with black linings and a wooden deck is being lowered for us to walk up on. It’s remains sturdy in place while the waves continue to ignore its massive presence and crash around it. I’ve never been on a boat before, but as I look at Eric and notice his thick hair blowing in the

“I’m bleeding for all of us tonight. The atoll. The life we built. If Tan comes—and she will—we end this. No more running. No more looking over our shoulders.” Tunde studied me for a long moment, then gave a single nod. “Then we bleed together.” A low chime from Kai’s tablet broke the moment. “Contact. Two fast boats, approaching from the southeast. Running dark, no lights. Estimated arrival: twelve minutes.” Leo straightened. “That’s them. Mei Lin Tan doesn’t waste time.” Zara clicked her scope into place. “Confirming heat signatures. Six on the lead boat, four on the trailing. Armed. One looks like a woman—small frame, center position. Could be Tan.”

"One hour is all we need. I’m going with the first wave." "Elora, no," Thane started, but he saw the look in my eyes and stopped. He knew that the Eclipse Sovereign didn't lead from the rear. We launched under the cover of a moonless sky. The water of the bay was black and glassy, the only sound the soft lap of waves against the shadow-silk muffled hulls. As we approached the Jade perimeter, the bone-white ships loomed out of the fog like the ribcages of dead leviathans. They were beautiful, even in their broken state, glowing with a faint, dying amber light.

Then the people gathered at the docks—people who had come to pay their respects—lit their own arrows and fired. The boat burned. The orange glow flickered against the dark water, dancing with the ripples of the lake. It was beautiful, and it was tragic. It was goodbye. Again. I looked at the triplets, at Madeline, as they stood side by side, watching the flames consume the small vessel. Madeline’s fingers curled around the fabric of her dress, her lips trembling. Caeson’s jaw was tight, his shoulders stiff. Reigh’s face was just same, but I knew that beneath it all was a storm of emotions.

Odessa knocked the pistol off his hand and kicked him. The force wasn't enough to get him off the boat, but it was enough to get him down. The men on the wooden bridge were in motion, all drawing bows and arrows. “Fuck! Take the wheel!” I ordered. Odessa was behind the wheel in no second, pulling with all the strength she'd built from carrying those gravy books. I corked the pistol, firing at a few of them before they released their arrows. The arrows rained down on our boat with fire, hitting the boards while some fell into the water. I kept shooting until nothing was left.

Eden’s POV “What kind of fresh hell is this?” Storm asked as we approached the sailboat. Demetrius was waving to us from the deck of the boat. Murietta sat perched on the front. There were four other guards, all in swim trunks, two with masks and snorkels on. And two maids were standing on the water’s edge, both in polka dot bikinis. “There you are!” Demetrius exclaimed. “Come now! This is the Splendor! That’s my boat’s name. We’re going sailing! Take off your shoes, though. No shoes on the boat.”