Vane Black Sails Novels & Stories

My God, My God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from the words of my groaning? - Psalm 22:1 * * * * Things couldn’t get any worse for Hati. And as Yuri had predicted, Raven’s Gate wasn’t even halfway done with them yet. It was barely two weeks after that accursed video had found its way into the hands of the media, when Venar Enterprises or Raven’s Gate, started spreading rumours in Japan about Hati killing politicians under the orders of the government.

I pushed ahead stubbornly, “you’re really going to sit back and watch—“ The next slap sent me sprawling to the ground, more vicious and gum-damaging than the first, and as my skull cracked against the tiled floor, I blacked out. -----

He walked out of the cabin and was about to take over the task of steering the boat from Eira when water lapping sounds started coming from nearby at that moment. “Swoosh!” The seawater’s sounds were strange. Ambrose subconsciously looked to the sea. He was instantly stunned as what he saw made him shudder and gasped! Uh…uh… At that moment, Ambrose’s jaw dropped as he thought he was hallucinating. He then rubbed his eyes with a face full of shock! He saw thousands of sailing ships majestically sailing nearby on the sea. It was indeed more than a thousand of them! Those sailing ships were flying a black flag with a white shark embroidered on it. The contrast of the black and white was jarring

She pushed Maiden's head against the desk. "Ahh.." Maiden cried in pain and saw blood trickling down her head. "For revenge?... What did I... ever do to you?... I've been kind enough to not--- Arghhhhh" Maiden shouted again and feels her internals slowly breaking especially her bones. Is this really how I'm going to die? Is this the kind of death my parents would like me to have? I doubt it. She really doubts it.

A strong hand clapped him on the back drawing his attention forward. “Look, see there!” Dean said, pointing to the Black sails coming around the corner. Gavin's first reaction was to grab a hold of Dean for touching him but paused. Gavin’s eyes spotted the ghost-like ship gliding across the ocean. It was still as haunting as the first time he laid eyes on it. It was a ship from nightmares but it was stunning. He spotted her golden hair as the ship drew near. The doom in his stomach fading slightly. The Evening Star pulled up alongside the Morning Star day and night at a stand still.

The morning after Inquisitor Vane’s ultimatum, the Blackwater River looked like a graveyard of iron. Three massive Southern warships sat anchored in the center of the flow, their steam vents huffing rhythmic clouds of grey smoke into the pristine mountain air. They were "teeth" of a different kind—not bone and sinew, but coal and steel. ​Rhea stood on the battlements, her fingers tracing the rough stone of the manor. Beside her, Elias was a statue of suppressed fury. The grey-gold veins on his neck pulsed in time with the thrumming of the ships' engines.

"Kailangan natin ang stealth na 'yan." ​Napilitan si Liam na ikonekta si Vane. Sa isang iglap, ang Black Phoenix ay naglaho sa paningin ng mga radar ng Precursors. Ang barko ay naging kasing-itim ng kalawakan. Ngunit kapalit nito, naramdaman ni Liam na dahan-dahang kinukuha ni Vane ang kontrol sa sub-systems ng barko. ​ANG PAGKITA SA MOTHERSHIP: THE CROWN OF SATURN

"Check the intake, Abram! The pressure is dropping and this whole goddamn deck is tilting!" Vane’s voice cracked, a jagged rasp against the roar of the seawater rushing through the punctured hull. He slammed his shoulder against a jammed lever, the rusted metal groaning but refusing to budge.

Beside him, sailors secured heavy barrels of fresh water, crates of enchanted star-lily salve, and racks of specialized silver-tipped spears meant to penetrate the thick hide of oceanic leviathans. "The wind favors us today, Your Grace," Captain Vane remarked, stepping up the gangway with a rolled parchment chart tucked under his arm. Though the veteran commander’s hair was now fully white, his posture remained as rigid as iron. The tide turns within the hour. If we clear the harbor channel before midday, we will catch the trade winds straight toward the outer reaches of Aethelgard.

I ask him my own question that's been bothering my mind. Killian stares at me, for the first time today, his eyes stare at me from my head to my toe. He doesn't even try to be subtle as he stares at my body. I shift my weight from one foot to another at his brooding stares. I've never felt this way before because a guy is staring at me. Well my boss is just not any other guy. He's Killian Black. An arrogant Billionaire who always gets what he wants. His stares make me conscious of myself and he's not looking away. I stare down at my blue crop top and black boyfriend jeans and white sneakers. My hair is in a ponytail, with little strands at the sides of my face.