Worthy Ship Novels & Stories

“And it will be named anew.” In the morning, on the horizon they spotted another fleet of ships, the style of which were vastly different than any ship they had previously encountered, the arrangement of sails beautiful, elaborate, and multi-tiered. The ships did not heed them, continuing in the opposite direction, following the dark shadow of the land away.

Rage and hate poured from him in a sickly red aura. Methodically, like he knew he was being watched, he turned to the side, revealing a ship. White with orange trim. Lifesavers mounted to the starboard dipped and rose with the tide. Distorted blue letters were printed on the rear stern, but she couldn't read them through the haze.

He was so shocked that he rubbed his eyes to make sure what he saw was not his imagination. Although the darkness had prevailed, he could clearly see that not a far distance from the beach, many ships were cruising toward them. The ships were all painted black. Under the dim light from the moon, the ships were as massive as a sea monster, and they were full of people standing on board. They all had muscular bodies, and they held long sabers in their hand, looking very fierce and undefeatable. The leading ship had a giant flag. It was raised more than a few feet high above with three words written on it.

"Well. That was a mess." Damien winced. "Not over yet." Lena moved. In the distance, there was a flash of lights. Black SUVs waiting for them. Lena's heart tightened. There was no escape. Then Noah said, "There's one." They looked at him. He nodded past the docks. A cargo ship loomed in the distance, preparing to leave port. Its engines roared, its hull looming like a giant over the black. Lena understood in an instant. Damien frowned. "You want to stow away on that monstrosity?"

Theirs is a cargo vessel, not equipped for combat and barely satisfactory for light defense. Their crew runs in circles around the deck, attempting to salvage the mast and rigging, but more shots have them scrambling away to avoid getting hit by the flying balls of iron. There is no hope for them to sail away now. They’re immobilized. ‘Get me closer, Kabir!’ I order him in the mind-link. ‘Aye.’ Moving toward the other ship is painfully slow. I hop over the railing, clutching onto it behind me while the wild ocean slams our vessel with sprays of saltwater. Tightening my grip, I assess the enemy ship.

Sam jumped over the ledge, immediately turned around and held his hand out for me to grab. I would act surprised by his gesture, but to be fair, this behaviour was to be expected of any decent person. My fingers grasped his hand and his cool skin tingled against mine when he tightened his hold on me. With his assistance, I manoeuvred over the ledge, both feet landing on the grand wooden deck. As expected, the ship bore the signature black signature colour, adorned with dark red flags that fluttered in the breeze. Wooden sculptures of demons and bats stood high, all in attacking postures. Wruy followed closely behind me. After a moment of marvelling at the ship's masterful construction, I red

he whispers as I tear my eyes away from him and keep my head down as shame rolls off me “Alexander... Do you still think I am a Worthy Mate...?"

Quinn replied as she pointed towards our back, and indeed there was a ship, and it was speeding as far as I could tell. “What are they running from?” I asked, turning to Enzo, who shifted in my presence. Quinn licked her lips while watching the show, and it pissed me off even more. “Whatever it is, they can’t face it on their own, so I guess they’re seeking help because they’re flying a white flag and a large scroll that says, ‘Help us.’” The men kept moving the ship closer to this ship because it was the only way we could know what they were running away from.

"It's been a long time I haven't heard anything from you!" The burly man bowed respectfully to his superiors, he then informed her of the important information he had just received from the ocean. “A medium-sized ship is sailing into Haidao waters. Although boarding a ship with the flag of the country of Shamo, according to the news I received, the ship was boarded by a youth from the Sanzu alliance who had just won the war at Yin Mimi Bay," the burly soldier reported to a group of people who were having a tea party in the banquet hall. .

She was his mate, and instead of loving her, he banished her when she killed the love of his life...