Devil's Luck Pirates Novels & Stories

the man said and point his gun at me making me smirks. "it seems you don't know who iam,you shouldn't have took what is mine,am the devil himself,"I said and he instantly kneel down. "my lord,I didn't take anything from you,"he said shakingly. "you still have the mind to lie to myself,"I yelled. "am saying the truth,"he replied. "there is one thing which I hate the most is being lied to and also you shouldn't have taken what is mine,"I said and shot him brutally.

His dark brown eyes stared vengefully at me. "This is my luck. I've been waiting for this for a long time. Take my revenge to him!" That triumphant voice managed to confuse me. I didn't know where I was and who I was with. As for revenge, I didn't understand what revenge they meant. Who was the axis they were targeting that I had to end up in flames. "You're so beautiful. No wonder he's crazy about you." The masked man threw me roughly in the face. "Get ready. He's coming to get his doll, or should I say you-his sl*t?" he asked condescendingly.

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They hurriedly through the store till the front door. “Freeze…” Policemen point their guns towards them. Their headlights shining towards them. Jeremy raises his hand up, letting the gun drop to the ground. “Damn it!” he curses. It’s been five weeks since Jeremy and Laurel went on their final heist together. They have not set eyes on each other ever since. Laurel is kept waiting in a holding cell and the smell of her own urine has suddenly become an acquaintance of hers. The bar rods separating her from other cells are way too familiar and the loneliness has gradually eroded some part of her sanity. No doubt before the next couple of weeks, she would have gone completely insane and a full

“I swear... I can get it. I have access. Just let her go, and I’ll have the cash by noon. I’ll meet you at the old quarry. Just don’t hurt Avery.” Dickson’s grip on the gun loosened slightly as his mind began to race with the greed of the offer. He was distracted. He looked at me, then at the stranger. In that split second, the hooded man moved. It was faster than I could track. He leaped through the air, his body a streak of black. He slammed into Dickson, his forearm striking Dickson’s wrist with a sickening crack. The gun flew out of Dickson’s hand, clattering across the pavement toward the edge of the bridge.

Vito continued, “Stay the fuck away from everything I own. You look in their direction again, you breathe in their air, and the next time I walk into one of your places, I won’t be alone. And you won’t be breathing. Do you understand me?” Matteo’s jaw worked back and forth. He glanced at the laptop screen again, watching Vito’s men laugh and relax on camera, completely oblivious. “You fucked up first.” He muttered finally. “You played me.” Vito pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down like he had all the time in the world. “Are you sure about that?” “I don’t need a fucking angel to reveal that.” Vito laughed dryly. “Alright. What have you got to fight me with?”

That is Nico Santangelo, he is the devil in disguise, he is all things evil and dark. “You will do as you are fucking told and don’t ever back chat me again.” “Or what, Santangelo? You’re going to put me over your knee and spank me?. Ha.” “You’d like that wouldn’t you, Lucky? I have heard all about your little perversions, how you like spanking.” I glower at him, how much exactly does this man know about me? And since when has he been in every detail of my life, my private life I may add?

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

The earliest accounts mention them as a band of river pirates operating on the Flux after the Great Italian Plague. They robbed merchant boats and shared the spoils with the people—according to a four-hundred-year-old poem. The governing power didn't like this. The Maggio Bank, with the support of the Catholic Church (represented by a Maggio cardinal), lured the pirates into a trap, killed everyone, then sank their vessel, The Serenity, with all the treasure on it. I guess they didn't cut off the head of the snake if they're now seeking retaliation... I sighed, rubbing my eyes. I wonder if the ledger contains more information about this or perhaps its exact location?! The Maggio sure have le