Best Pirate Books Fiction Novels & Stories

The four three-masted sailing ships and six two-masted sailing ships that carried the pirates over are considered spoils of war, and Christine could have kept them for herself, but she chose to give them to Master Adret for 15,000 gold coins, half of their estimated value. Her aim was to bring the two sides closer together. After all, the other party was a 15th level mage, and she would inevitably need to ask for advice in the future. Although 20,000 gold coins were spent on this raid, the haul included five three-masted sailing ships, eleven two-masted sailing ships, 5,000 gold coins worth of goods, a pair of magnificent twin fox girls, and more than 200 pirate slaves. It was a bloodbath.

So, my relationship with my mother is eggshells, and eggshells are the last thing I want to think about at a time like this. The guest bedroom is small, plain, and ordinary. The bedsheets are light blue and match the light blue wallpaper. On the shelf is The History of Pirates book from Mr. Davis. I put it back in the Lending Library the day I got bullied. Jeremy must have found it and knew I put it in there. "We could be like them, you know, "Jeremy says, pointing at the book on the shelf. "Like who?" "Like Anne Bonnie and Calico Jack, the pirates. They were in love and didn't let anyone hurt them."

Larice glanced at the double sabers beside the bed. “I’m telling you, my father had that power. He had the strength … the skills … known as the strongest pirate alive, and yet, why would he serve under an old man who is frail, has no skills, no weapons?” Sevyh said. “It’s the gold that controlled him and destroyed our lives.” “The world doesn’t revolve around money.” “It is, mate … it is,” Sevyh drank in his cup. “Money’s the root of all problems … but only money itself can solve everything.”

Seawater overflowed onto the deck and the boat started rocking side to side. The man stepping on me lost balance and fell onto the floor. Withstanding the pain, I crawled up and raised my head. Dicken’s tail clung to the boat’s mast as he propped his body upright, overseeing the situation on the boat from above like a harbinger of death. He roared fiercely before pouncing onto the pirate that had stepped on me. With a mighty swing from his long tail, several of the pirates who were ready to fire their guns were toppled over.

I'd secretly wanted to for years but I never thought I was close enough to the type of guy he likes. Man, oh man! I couldn't even tell you how many men were inside me. Or how many I was inside of. Practically every one of them was addictive! Big, long, hard, rubbery, torpedo shaped, giant, thick, thin, you name it, everything a man could ever hope for was right there. In me, on me, against me, around me; there were slime covered bodies slipping and sliding - it was way better than ALL of my fantasies!

I Midnight, the Pirates’ Captain was awakened when he felt that their boat was moving violently. He was about to stand-up when the sudden roughness of the sea stopped and their boat slowly returned to its normal sailing. Then he noticed the Thregonad woman beside him whose eyes are now open too and seemed to be dreamily smiling at him. “So, you are awake too. Based from your smile I have a hint that you wanted me to fuck you. Is that right woman?” he asked the woman in a savage way to turn her off, but the woman smiled more.

he hissed. Now, I can understand why some people would prefer not to bring their loot back to Black. The Pirate Lords are as greedy as any other government, and routinely claim 10-20% of the booty from piracy on the open sea, trade expeditions, shipwrecks, and just about any venture that makes a profit. However, where Jim and his friends could easily run in the opposite direction, I couldn't. Black was my home, my territory. I knew its streets and its people; hell, I knew its rhythms and some of its most intimate secrets. I couldn't just turn my back on it.

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

The bar keeps straightening up and gives a warm and friendly smile, pouring another round of swish into the empty glass by him. The orc's voice trembles with fear and anxiety. "There are no pirates here I'm afraid. After all, piracy would be unlawful, the only one left in Sky World is that King of Pirates and he isn't here." Tegan halts his hand forward as if saying to stop pouring, the glass is only half full, but Gord gives in to the demand and puts the bottle down. "The lone wolf crazy King of Pirates, here? I don’t think so. Besides mostly women have checked in today." The Chosen grips the base of the glass and lifts the hem to his nose, giving it a good smell before dripping the liquor

“Didn’t steal from me?” His voice shook. “We didn’t touch your goods. I swear, we didn’t—” I slammed my hands on the table. “Liar.” He flinched. I leaned closer, my tone sharp as a blade. “Your little mariners—your ‘mermaids,’ as you call them—they’ve been posing as pirates. Stealing from passing ships. I didn’t care when they went after others. But now, they stole mine. And that,” I said, tapping my chest, “is something I don’t take lightly.”