Titan Book Ship Novels & Stories

The fall was not a drop; it was a horizontal grinding. A huge ship like the Aurelian's Ghost does not fall like a stone. When it let go of the gate-house it settled into the riverbed with a loud screeching sound of metal on rock. The three-hundred-mile trench that Elara's reverse current had made became a slide. Without water to float it, or salt-brine to cushion its hull, the ship was a big metal object sliding down a rocky slope, driven by gravity and its own dead weight.

Maya whispered, her voice trembling as she looked at the titan. The metal giant raised a hand, and the entire mountain began to groan, the stone turning to liquid beneath our feet. We weren't the core anymore. We were the prey. From the wreckage of the scavenger ship below, a signal flare shot into the sky; not violet, not silver, but a brilliant, defiant red. The shadow dwellers hadn't fled. They were charging.

I could feel her staring at me, her gaze heavy with questions, but I didn't look up. I didn't acknowledge her presence beyond the slight shift in my posture to ensure we didn't touch. When we arrived at the dock, the Siren’s Rest dominated the horizon. It was a massive white beast of a ship. Shawn let out a low whistle as he stepped out of the second car. "Okay," Shawn said, grinning. "This is a floating billionaire ego if I've ever seen one." I ignored him, walking past Delia without a word, my pace brisk as I boarded the gangway. The captain bowed his head.

Mara swirled around. Between the rocks outside on the sea a larger ship appeared. Not big as a cruise ship. But big enough. A rusty cutter. Without lighting. Almost noisy. Only the rhythmic stamping of the engine came over. Noah became pale. Elias stepped backwards. And Emilia began to tremble. Mara looked at the ship. A name was painted on the side. In the weak light she could only read a word. Asteria. Then she suddenly understood something. Not slow.

The vibrant colors and intricate details of our celestial neighborhood sparkled with unprecedented clarity, a reminder of the incredible world we lived in. We could all feel the soft hum of his warp drive powering up, and a thrill of excitement ran through us. Then we soared into the vast distance. All of my mates and the children slept with us on the bridge Beast and Titan were the largest of the shuttle crafts, they were as large as a ship, and the forward screen's window was floor-to-ceiling so we could see our kingdom from our fold-out bed the first night. Now we will gaze at the universe, with our hearts full of wonder.

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...

A hand clasped his shoulder and he looked up to find Titan beside him the rest began to gather until they were standing in a circle with the lifeless body of the Tideian in the center. "What now?" Bay asked. "We dispose of him," Titan told them. "Where?" Hiro interrogated. "To a place, no one would think of looking." Titan whistled and two great sharks appeared suddenly, making the others jump away in alarm. They watched Titan whisper things to the sharks and they casually picked up Tide and turned the other way. "That would take care of it and now that he has broken the princess's heart, I have to act fast." He turned his back to his friends. "Oh, Roan, don't be so glum, you wanted this as

So, I never had to deal with blood. I was given a pistol. I had to shoot at barrels like a beginner, the field was at his backyard. Giovanni’s last warning barged into my mind, disrupting my thoughts. “Handle it like usual; nothing happens to my goods.” After monitoring the ship, it's always left to the customs officers on our payroll. They bypass our shipments to avoid inspections. I spotted our ship in the footage. It was labelled ‘Titan' , moving closer. I went by the window, squinted my eyes into the lens of the binoculars and zoomed in.

Gasps filled the hall. “Where is this?” someone asked. Lena replied calmly, “Latitude 32° north, longitude 118° east. Three years ago, this was a thriving coral reef system with over two hundred species of fish. Now it’s a dead zone.” She paused—then fixed her gaze directly on Ethan Grant. “And the cause was a cargo ship called Sky Titan. Owned by Grant Maritime Group.” The hall exploded. All cameras swung instantly toward Ethan. His hands tightened on the armrests, knuckles turning white.

Maxwell pulled his car up to the Vertex Systems tower with eighteen minutes to spare, and the moment he saw the building, he understood that Driana had not been exaggerating about the scale of this event. Media vans lined the entire block. Enormous banners hung down the glass face of the tower, dark blue and silver, carrying the Vertex logo and a single word beneath it: MERIDIAN. A steady stream of people in expensive suits flowed through the main doors, lanyards swinging, phones already out. This was not a product launch. This was a coronation. A valet took the car. Maxwell walked up to the main entrance, gave his name at the desk, and barely had time to finish saying it before a young man