Weird Ships Romane & Geschichten

But the water wasn't the scary part. Floating on the black sea were ships. Hundreds of them. There were Viking longships, their wood rotted and petrified. There were 17th-century galleons with tattered sails frozen in mid-flap. There were rusted ironclads from the Civil War. And dominating the center, massive, grey steel hulks of WWII destroyers and U-boats. They bobbed silently in the black water, bumping into each other with dull, hollow thuds.

I tried to busy myself with trying to look around us and noticed how few sea creatures could be found. ‘That’s odd.’ I can’t help but voice my concern. ‘What’s odd?’ Mammon swims closer to me that he was looming behind. ‘The sea creatures. This place feels baren.’ ‘That’s probably because we are close.’ Belphegor swims over as well and points at something ahead. It’s a giant, sunken ship. The kind of ship that you would not see nowadays in this generation and technology. This one is made of pure wood and it is easily split into two. What’s frightening about it is the fact that there is something in the sunken ship that’s making me shiver more than the temperature of the water. There’s someth

It was found that it can float in the air without making any sound. The Oval magnetic ship is inspired by those UFO's in year 2020's according to the old inventors known all over the world. It will be remembered that before the year 30hundred, the last world war against Astorians or they so called Aliens happened. "Attention everyone! Each team can board their respective ships! We have to hurry! Our temporary headquarters is ready and those already there are waiting for us." Everyone looked up when the Vice-Chairman of the American Monsters department spoke.

My whole being trembled violently as the pressure building within me promised to extinguish everything. Zayn Dawson What use was having a $750k yacht when it was somewhere at the bottom of the ocean? Whose bright idea was to have a 3 days boat cruise on my luxury yacht to celebrate my birthday? I tried to remember but everything was still fuzzy. The only thing that was sure to me was the shipwreck last night and how I had somehow miraculously found myself on this island. It looked deserted. Small waves washed shells and debris to the pale sand. Fuck! This was just what I needed. Another fucking disaster.

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

Splash! In an instant, the three warships were lifted out of the sea by a special cosmic rule. The seawater flowed out from the drainage ports of the warships. Hundreds of soldiers from Country Y were unable to stand due to the harsh rocking and rolling! The next second, the Imperial Preceptor clenched his hands! Boom! The three warships were squeezed into a deformed shape by a special spatial force. All the ammunition on the warships exploded! It looked like fireworks! With just one encounter, these three warships turned into three pieces of flattened scrap iron. Then, the Imperial Preceptor tossed them out by hand across ten thousand miles. They landed in the harbor of Country Y!

POV EMMA BELLE The harbor of the Triple-Spire was no longer a sanctuary for Northern ships alone. Vessels of impossible design—some made of living coral, others of pressurized mercury, and one that appeared to be a hollowed-out asteroid—were settling into the sapphire-and-prismatic waters. They were the Fringe-Lords, representatives from the ten thousand "Laboratory Worlds" that had failed where we had succeeded.

"Keep up the determination boys, we must have these ships ready in a few days time" Harold hollered as he strolled through the organized mayhem that was the hasty ship building going on. "High Marshall!!" screamed one of Harold's men as he came running. Harold was browsing through a bunch of ship building plans when he turned his attention to the soldier. "My Lord" the soldier came to a halt in front of Harold, panting heavily. "Speak soldier," Harold barked. "Our scouts report that a squadron of werewolf ships have moved out of the Werekult harbor"

The sky did not get dark. It turned a purple color. High above the grey clouds of Akwa Ibom the red lights of the ships started to blink. They looked like thousands of eyes staring down at the ground. The new ships were sharp and black with glowing lines. They looked like metal insects floating in the air. The soft peace of the ship was gone. "They are not waiting " June whispered. She got up quickly. Her boots slipped in the black dirt that had just grown around the green jar. The tiny plant at her feet was already a foot long. Its leaves were a green.. The air around it felt heavy. It smelled thick like a hospital basement.