Ventress Ship Novels & Stories

“Vepό, Vepό, Vepό.” Nothing happens. There’s no water to douse the flames as the make the ascent up her dress. Serena’s incantation is stronger than ever. The flames engulf Jade completely. Only when she realizes in the last moments her efforts were futile, she lets out a pitiful scream, as she is reduced to ash. Serena returns to her throne and speaks to those who are in attendance.

“Yessir!” Just as the officer turned to issue the High Admiral’s orders, the sound of numerous shells hitting their ship echoed all throughout. Worse, the devastator itself was violently pushed sideways from the combined force of the successive blows. It was strong enough to throw some of the crew off their feet. And then, only a moment later, the lights on the bridge turned a deep red, and a heavy klaxon rang in the air. “Admiral!” shouted one of the technicians near Kovakis. “We’ve suffered hull breaches on our starboard side. Specifically at sectors twenty-seven and twenty-eight, across decks five, eleven, and thirteen!”

The blue shimmer along his ribs, all the way to his gills, was visible now; the skin stretched, and Darian's heart sank as he wondered what the hell was going on with Kairos. The boat above them, which they had temporarily forgotten, crashed into the ocean with a thunderous explosion of spray and splintering sound. But it no longer mattered. Wrapping his arms around Kairos tightly, Darian propelled them both through the sea, returning to the Crest yacht. Vengeance could wait, but his brother could not. ----- Reed, who was seated near the helm of the yacht, had just begun to relax when the entire vessel vibrated beneath him. The water around the Crest yacht darkened and the monitors flashed r

she asked, staggering. He only smiled. Jack, finding the delay strange, climbed to the deck at that exact moment. He saw the cruel smile, Vanessa’s pale face, and the broken cup. She stumbled, hit her back against the railing, and fell into the sea—straight into the whirlpool that was spinning with increasing force. "VANESSA!" he shouted, despair tearing through his voice. He ran to the railing. Two crewmen grabbed him. "Captain, no! You’ll die!"

The whistle of the huge cruise ship resounded across the entire coastline! Everyone in the vehicles came out one after another at this moment, stunned by the magnificent scene in front of them! The eight escort battleships were fully loaded with combatants! A huge eight-story high and 300-meter-long golden cruise ship docked at the port! Male and female servants in standard uniforms and more than a dozen butlers in tuxedos stood on the cruise ship. At this moment, Martha walked out of the RV and was shocked speechless when she saw the scene in front of her. She trembled all over as she stood on the spot. She only came back to her senses after a long while.

back to a shadow cabal that made the Reeds look like street thugs. Suddenly, the Vesper lurched. It wasn't a wave. It was a rhythmic, mechanical vibration that hummed through the hull, rattling the glasses in the galley. "Ethan..." "Get your life jacket on. Now." We scrambled onto the deck. The mist was thick, a wall of white that swallowed the stars. Out of the fog, a shape began to materialize. It wasn't a rescue boat. It was a massive, matte-black stealth frigate, moving silently without navigation lights. It was twice the size of a destroyer, and it was heading directly for us.

On a cold night in Hamburg, Germany, a cruise ship could be seen making its way into the port of Hamburg. They watched it make a steady approach. She was the Black Venus, on a world cruise around the world. The waves were tossing and beating against her, and no one could be seen on deck, just the massive ship swaying from side to side amid the brewing storm. But more than the raging waves outside were the raging emotions of one of the Black Venus occupants. Grace was one of the assistants who went everywhere the ship sailed. She was one of the most efficient and trusted employees the ship had.

"The engineers who built my father's invisible digital scaffolding are officially blind. Victor! Confirm the status of the vessel." "The Apapa Star is holding her position, boss," Victor called out from the auxiliary terminal, his fingers flying across his keyboard as he monitored the maritime navigation tracking. "The automated navigation script didn't trigger the self-destruct. The master override block caught the smart contract before the local servers could wipe the data payload. The ship is still steaming toward our private Brooklyn pier but we have a live anomaly on the console."

It raised its forelimb and aimed at the Cult's largest flagship. Boom. Steel twisted. Wood exploded. The warship split in two from the center and slowly sank. The believers screamed as they fell into the sea, where the venom-sting jellyfish wrapped them in tentacles. Their voices soon died away. "Retreat! Retreat!" the priest shrieked hysterically. The remaining two warships desperately turned around, their oars beating wildly against the surface. But it was too late.