Vessel Spirit Novels & Stories

"Hmm... I believe we are talking about a different captain then. To be honest with you, I am not the only one sailing with a ghostly ship in this vast water. There was this one before me with a far notorious reputation than mine. He who add an agreeable sense of macabre in any delirium; if I might add. But consider yourself blessed that ye never had dealings with him who collects the souls of sailors and binds them to service before his ship. Maybe you've heard of it?—the infamous Alec Romanov and his accursed ghost ship. The same terrible vessel whose very timbers are cut from the bodies and souls of doomed seamen." "I can assure you that the crew of this vessel was only guilty of one drea

Blood trickled down the corners of his lips when he opened his mouth. There was a scar on his lower back, mirroring the one I had from my surgery.

Ezekiel purposely kept his eyes ahead and his hands were on the wheel at precisely ten and two, the way a man holds something when he is trying very hard to be controlled about it. His knuckles had gone white somewhere around the third traffic light. Vespera on the other hand sat with her head turned toward the window. She watched the city in a way that she wasn't really seeing it. If anything, her mind was in a different reality as her vision blurred. She had been in this position before and she remembered being exceptionally happy about it. But now...even this moment felt extremly intolerable for her. Her mind was pretty messed up right now and she just needed a chance to teleport back to

Prince Zaeius was now holding his tears back. "Really?" Mon said between his breath. "I don't remember you..." 'Black Owl spirit has completed his redemption. The curse has been lifted. You can now proceed into reincarnation.' A smile formed on Mon's face when he heard the announcement from the above. And then, those were Mon's last words. His hair and beard turned white and his face became more wrinkled than before. He aged like a thousand year old. Prince Zaeius caught a glimpse of his eyes turned into blue before he closed them.

Sherman raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "My brother, Carson, please try our specialty of Delhi, Fiery Spiritual Liquor. This is the essence of the immortal volcano mixed with several kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, brewed with thousands of years of precious medicine.” "Severin should try it too." Sherman glanced at Severin, with a warm smile on his face, and said, "I have long heard about Severin. He is much better than some of my princes, and he is young but already attained the seventh cultivation level of the royal paragon." When Severin heard this, he chuckled and said modestly, "Your Majesty is too kind." After he finished speaking, he swallowed the Fiery

Marilyn realized that she needed to give Ava more information if she wanted her to understand. "Marine spirits are beings that exist between the human world and the afterlife," Marilyn explained. "They have powers that can heal and restore life. Your hair is proof of your marine spirit heritage and your silver eyes are a sign of your incredible abilities." Marilyn's excitement is palpable as she continues to explain to Ava. "Marine spirits are often feared and misunderstood, but they are actually quite benevolent creatures. They are guardians of the dead and can sometimes even bring them back to life. Your powers could potentially save Keith's life."

He never mind-links so that was a lie but he was the strongest and nothing gets through to him. "Be careful and don't get drunk..." Aiden jokes. They never get drunk, they are Werewolves. Leonardo stood in place for a few minutes watching his Betas shift and took off into the night. ***** He began his short walk to The Spirits, a seedy-looking bar. The Spirits was owned by a Vampire and most of the clientele is of the supernatural variety. Sure they get humans around on a regular basis but they had no idea. The front was covered in graffiti with two bouncers positioned at the front door. A strip club was by the left while a tattoo parlor was situated by the right. The Spirits was his favorit

Titus and I wiped out all the rogues on our way to Collins territory, we couldn’t let them tell anyone, let alone Jack about our plan. Wolf looked back at me as I tore the neck of the last rogue before running ahead of him. Destine’s strength almost matches my mate’s makes me proud and thankful that she has been such an invaluable help, her battle skills make me understand why everyone wants wolf-white to be their alliance, the power Destine shows is incredible. ‘You okay?’ Titus’ voice speaks in my mind and Destine has to roll her eyes in annoyance for taking offence, so she fastened her speed.

His eyes remained insightful, never leaving the seascape ahead. The Spirit of the Ocean was an incredible boat. The hull was made of steel and the superstructure, aluminium. The twin Caterpillar engines could cruise at thirteen knots and climb to a maximum speed of fifteen should the need arise. It had eight cabins, with a capacity to sleep up to fifteen people, served by a crew of twenty. She flew under the flag of the Cayman Islands as RMLC had a base there—for tax purposes, Melville suspected. There were three decks, one fore, one aft, and the top deck where passengers could drink cocktails and watch the stars.

“Is that the ship?” “Do you not like it?” replied Miko. “It is a Vessel Interaction Intelligence. I wanted a talking ship, and so I installed one myself. I can deactivate it, if it bothers you.” “Nono, it’s fine. Could it maybe not be a guy? I mean, it’s kinda weird to hear the Spirit of Amelia as a dude, you know? Or is that just me?” “Hmm, I do not believe it matters. But we can change it however we want. The package comes with multiple voices.”