Treason's Harbour Novels & Stories

ROUTING VIA PANAMA SHORELINE TRUST. "The harbor ambush was an expensive piece of theater," Isabella murmured, leaning back slightly as the terminal processed the command. "My father thinks he lost ten million euros to a Marcone hijacking crew. He thinks his liquid capital is sitting in a vault in Genoa, guarded by Alberto’s men." "But you intercepted the transaction hash before the Marcones even touched the harbor pier," Dante noted, his internal federal gears grinding as he mapped her logic.

“Congratulations. In the severe sense.” After she left, Tristan stood at the window and watched the last light leave the grounds. “Harbor,” he repeated, as if testing the word for load-bearing capacity. “You already are,” I said. “You are only learning the difference between a harbor and a fortress. Fortresses keep things out. Harbors let the right things land.”

POV ESMERAY The scent of salt and rotting kelp was thick enough to taste as we approached the Blackridge docks. The ocean here didn't roar like it did at the cliff house; it slapped against the rusted pylons of the piers with a rhythmic, oily sound, like a secret being whispered in a dark room. Blackridge was a city built on industry and secrets, and the harbor was the place where those secrets came to be buried.

It's at night and the streets of Salford are deserted so there's zero per cent chance this will be in tabloids in the morning. We come across a bridge and make a stop there. We stand there, next to each other, staring at the still waters. The moment is just so peaceful. I swear I could choose to stay here forever, next to Trent. Being beside him just feels so good. He makes me feel so good. I'm going through shit but with him beside me, I honestly don't care. "Becca, people make mistakes all the time... I've done some stuff I'm not proud of too..." Trent tells me.

The second course arrived, and with it, somehow, the city fell further away. I wasn't sure who mentioned the harbour first. It might have been me, I'd been thinking about it, in the background, since the moment she walked in. The specific memory of a summer dock and a rented boat and the particular quality of light that only exists at eleven o'clock at night in late June when the water goes silver. "Do you remember Haruki's boat?" she said. "The one he kept telling us was seaworthy and absolutely wasn't." "The engine cut out twice," I said. "In the same hour"

The journey across the harbor was silent and swift, the city's noise a distant, irrelevant hum. Their destination was not the main naval barracks, but a fortified manor that stood on a rocky promontory at the edge of the city, its walls lashed by the constant spray of the sea. It was a fortress, a statement of power, and a prison. It was the heart of the serpent's nest.

Then Cassian highlighted a section near the eastern docks. A newly expanding area. HarborGate’s project. Tan studied it carefully. “Yes, that’s their development site.” Cassian turned back toward him. “What would happen if that project collapsed tomorrow?” Tan’s eyes narrowed slightly. “You’re suggesting sabotage?” Cassian’s voice remained calm. “No.” Avelyn spoke instead. “Acquisition.” Tan looked at her. “Go on.” Avelyn stepped closer to the screen. “If HarborGate is building a rival logistics hub…”

“It's one of the oldest harbors which is abandoned despite its potential of carrying its function because of an unfortunate massive accident which happened back then. If I’m not wrong, Oliver is going to the most unused port.” “If that’s the case, I’m going to keep an eye on the ports.” She looked at Blake with determination in her eyes. She tightened her grip on the handle of her katana. “I hope you will return with the arms.” Blake leaned against the table relaxedly with his sharp gaze conveying his orders. “And also, with some nice clues and information about those Davies.” ‘Roger, master.” Bowing to the mafia leader, she disappeared. Soon Shadow reached the Aki harbor. It was a vast harb

" Dad! You know! Our men never make a mistake. Our route is protected by extra guards. I don't know how and when our two ships have disappeared. It was in the middle of the sea so we don't have any clue!" His explanation sounds legit and undeniable, However, Mr. Williamson still can't understand how things went wrong. He has been working for many years in this way. Never did he lose a grain of rice while supplying products. Now Someone dared to lay their hands on his property.. " Do you think, It's Harbor? He is trying his best to take over the power, We built.." Mr Williamson asks being suspicious. They are arch-enemies from eras but because of Jacob, Mr. Williamson accepted the relationshi

I want to say a huge thank you to all of you for supporting me on this journey! I love you all!! We have reached the end of ‘Sweet Treachery’, and I must say that it was a rollercoaster! Enjoy!! She had a wonderful life Filled with love and light It all ended when her pack Was invaded by the Rogues She became a fugitive Lost both parents And had to pick up The broken pieces Of her life. She was taken by Devilio, Humiliated and disgraced