Vane Black Sails Novels & Stories

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

There it was—an unmistakable outline that sent chills down her spine: a rival pirate vessel, its black flag snapping proudly in the rising wind, a blood-red skull etched into the fabric—a symbol of doom that heralded chaos and violence. The crew reacted as if electrified, a chorus of panic and determination flooding the air around her. “It’s Blackbeard’s ship!” another crew member shouted, eyes wide as fear laced through their voice. The notorious captain was infamous for his ruthless tactics, and the bloodlust that accompanied his crew was legendary. “We’re outnumbered!”

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.

It was the first time Vans had pushed his senses to their utmost limits, allowing his brain to work faster than ever before. [Fire arrow] [Fire arrow] While blocking the interlocked sword strikes, ten fire arrows formed beside Vans' head. They swiftly flew towards the man's face. Although they were launched from close range, the man managed to evade them by using his shadow magic to shift positions. This was a high-speed battle between two individuals with different weapons and different types of magic. The man with the black mask wielded two daggers and employed dark magic as his ultimate weapon. On the other hand, Vans utilized his two large swords and fire magic as his ultimate abilities.

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.