Vane Black Sails Novels & Stories

She held up a grin, blood dripping from her mouth. "Let's do this…" I gulped down the last drops of blood from the bottle, sending her instructions with my eyes. The humans had all run into their homes, giving us a proper sight of the mountains. As we closed the gap between us and the mountain, I couldn't believe my eyes. Long silver rods stood at opposite ends, flames burning between them. A black seal held the silver bars in place, stopping it from opening. "Sire, we have to hurry; the inscriptions in the clouds have begun to fade." Sabrina let out. She was trying her best not to give up having only strength and agility alone.

the gray beard man ordered his men. "Who are you to think I would let them take me?" "Call me Raphael" he said smiling broadly. "Too bad Raphael, I didn't come this far to have myself go with you" She spat and got up. His men tried to grab her but she swiftly pushed them off kicking then straight in their cheek bones. She yanked one of them and in an instant she had torn his spinal cord out of his body. "I see you are no ordinary lady" The man said "what are you?"

she acknowledged after taking a short sip on the drink. “Stop distracting yourself and keep your eyes open.” The lady rolled her eyes at the statement. Hyde strolled over the counter and got himself a glass of whiskey, while Adeline set herself on the table in the corner where she could have a better perspective around the hall. “Agent Black, set.” He whispered after activating the earplug hidden in his ear. “Agent White, set.” In a short while, Adaline activated her device, too.

Shane "So, what's going on?" Cameron sighs and sat down on one of the seats in front of my desk. "The skull breakers are back. But this time, they have a new leader and they're far from worst right now and I heard that they destroyed the Crescent gang in San Diego." He informed. I leaned back on my seat and stared up at the ceiling. Well this was far from what I was expecting to hear. Way to ruin my mood first thing in the morning

I nod, “We are heading to my home here in Monaco, but I don’t live in the city, too much noise and bustling, I live on an island, there you will sign the needed documents, then we will speak further, understood? He raises a brow at me, his eyes now covered by his dark shades again, protecting his eyes from the blinding sun. I nod, following him, it’s not hard to spot his yacht, it’s the biggest in the dock, but that’s not what makes it his, its fully a glossy black yacht, with FALCONE written boldly in gold at the side of the yacht. “here” he grabs my hand helping me unto the yacht I look around wondering why he’s suddenly acting like a gentleman after walking quickly behind him, without him

Noone on board the ship that the three traitors are on move to see what is happening. I watch as three ships sink as I wiggle my fingers and the waves consume them. Not taking my eyes from Carter, he looks at me with a blank expression. I lift my hand and point my finger at him. “You are a traitor. You will die a traitor’s death.” I throw my head and shriek loudly into the sky as the winds pick up and swirl around the ship and I smile as it groans under the weight of the wind. Metal twists and comes alive. The darkness seeps from my fingertips and swirls around me.

Mrs Smith said pointing at Sophia, "she will be going to the mission with us" Mutters erupted from them and she raised a hand to stop them. "I am not done!" "Yes, she will go with you guys, but as a ghost assassin. That is because all her barges will be taken away, she is left to save herself and survive, then she can be regarded as one of us again" Mrs Smith took away all the barges she has personally pasted on Sophia's shirt. "That one gone, you will be able to get this barge again if you are able to provide the culprit since you said you are not. When you prove your innocence, your barge is yours and a promotion to a voice assassinating officer" she said to Sophia.

The echoes lowered their blades. The scarred woman looked toward me. “Fate has already started moving.” The b lood moon pulsed. A black line crossed its surface like a crack. Cassian stopped fighting. His expression turned hard. “That is not a warning.” Raiken came to my side. “What is it?” Cassian looked toward the eastern horizon. Ships appeared beneath the red light. Black sails. Silver wolf emblems. Thousands of them. At the centre sailed a vessel built from white bone.

Sinking to the floor, she closed her eyes. The Black Cliff was plunged into the darkness of the night, illuminated by blinding flashes of lightning. The sea and the sky staged an unspoken battle: the opened whirlpool twisted a lone ship in its grip, high waves rolled noisily onto the shore, hit rocks and protruding reefs. The terrified sailors held on to the masts, but the raging elements flooded the deck, flowed down the cut-water onto a mermaid-amulet carved from wood. From the bright flashes, the face of the sea maiden turned into a grinning mask, and the tail was hidden by another wave, wanting to separate the "wooden mermaid" from the hull and pull it into its arms. Black, impenetrable

After days of travelling we arrived, but even with Xareth’s monstrous army of twisted soldiers and walkers, the battle wasn’t easy. The warriors of Nocthra Vane fought like phantoms. They struck from the dark and vanished before our soldiers could even scream. Their arrows were tipped with silver and soaked in wolfsbane. They targeted the jugular. They laced their traps with illusion magic. We lost dozens the first night. Even Xareth seemed tense, his mouth a hard line, his commands sharp and clipped. He hadn’t expected such resistance. He was used to fear and submission. But Nocthra did not fear monsters.