Fox Pirate Novels & Stories

Varen rolls his eyes. “We move things,” Luxe explains. “Information. Money. Cargo. Things others don’t want found or erased.” “Like people,” I say almost immediately and Varen grins wickedly. “You learn quick.” “So…Jack sparrow kind of pirate,” I look to Varen. “Without the stupid hat, of course.” Milo groans, and Varen winks at me. I squint my eyes at him while Luxe pulls something out of his pocket. It’s a dark coin with the imprint of an octopus on it. He holds it between his fingers.

He then tossed the ball to Scott, the captain, who went on to perform a home run. "He is good!" Marcus said. "I thought you hated football," Carmen turned to her brother. "Oh, don't get me wrong. I love soccer more than American football." Carmen shook her head, turning back to the court. The Pixies were performing a dance to Nicki Minaj's Hey Mama, with none other than Queen B being among one of the lead cheerleaders. Cassie turned to them then to Natasha, who slightly shook her head with a smile. "Still not joining them," she said just as the try out ended after which she watched Lucas take off his helmet and got a few slaps on his back and thumbs ups from the players.

Jessalyn then had me change out of everything that I wore in case I had a tracker on my clothes or anywhere on me. After that we drove for what felt like hours but was actually maybe a little over an hour as we made our way to a dock and there was a man waiting for us in a small boat. Dash drove the BMW into the water while we all got onto the boat and we were off. After the sun had set and we were sailing far away from wherever Octavious was, a helicopter picked us up in the middle of the sea. I thought that would be our way off this island but they took me to the complete opposite side of the island because Octavious would then notice that I was missing and would make sure that he stopped

, She said kindly. I stretched my hand out and grabbed the first item I touched. "Here", I said, not even looking at it. "I like this one." Alexis looked at me like I was crazy. "You're kidding, right?" "What?" "It's a poncho", she deadpanned. "A large, purple poncho." "Oh". I looked at it. It *was* a poncho. Sheepishly, I put it back on the rack and rolled my eyes at Meg hiding a smile.

Alcina froze as it swirled around the bear and tipped it gently to the floor and the little girl smiled broadly and said softly under her breath, ‘Thank you, Papa’ She went to pick the bear up and found it was just big enough for her small hands, plush pure white fur that was deliciously soft and tickled her nose when she hugged it. She gazed into its bright blue plastic eyes almost the same shade as hers and kissed its button-black nose, ‘I am going to call you Sicily because you are bright and beautiful just like my homeland.’

“That was the happiest day of me life. Nobody wanted me, and the orphanage was gettin’ crowded. Then one day, the cap’n strolled in through the doors, searchin’ for a lad who could do hard work. I knew’d I could do it, and when he looked at me, he bought me right away. Cap’n has been so good to me. And the other men treat me like family, too.” Emotion clogged her throat, making her swallow hard. Could it be true? Was Hawk as thoughtful as the lad made him sound? “I haven’t been with any other pirates or highwaymen, but from what I’ve heard, Cap’n Hawk is the best. I knows the Cap’n hates Napoleon’s army—and pretty much everyone from France—and he wants to torture them, but other than that, h

Only the strongest and the best warrior can work as a Quill warrior. We are in Quilluet Pack, the strongest, biggest, and oldest pack in the world. There are about 12.000 werewolves living in Quilluet's teritory. There are so many strong warriors from this pack, including our Alpha, Alpha Eaton Flynn. He is known as the strongest alpha in the world now. He took over this pack when he was only 16 years old. He is very attractive too......well at least that's what i heard.

, Aren groaned, slamming the files on the table. "Why, Alpha Aren? What can't it be possible?" "Stop fooling us to save your image, Fiama", he scowled at me, banging his hands on the table. "Please keep your voice down. I'm saying politely. Why are you being so hyper? I have proof that they were forest pirates, not hunters. Do you have any proof that they were hunters?", I raised my eyebrows. "I.......", Aren stopped midway, gazing at me. He had only two options.

I shook my head in disbelief. At night, we set a bonfire, and the pirates caught some crabs and fishes. The flame flickered through thin air as the wind softly embraced us. “Wagner, why don’t you try this?” A pirate handed grilled meat to Kylo. She chewed it and closed her eyes. “Not bad. It suits my flavor. What is this?” “It’s a lizard.” Kylo choked and pounded her chest. She stood up and vomited. We watched her with laughter.

It's just that I don't seem to do the same sort of living as everyone else. And it was true that Iris's life little resembled that of those in town. She had been chosen at birth for the path of Candlemaiden, raised by Mother Hall amongst the spirits of another world. Her first pet had been a drowned cat, whose violent passing had left his grumpy ghost at the mercy of young Iris, who would chase him around the garden and try to feed him carrots. Iris remembered Tommy fondly, with his fat squashed face and scraggly fur, but it always ached a bit to recall when she had sent him away, when she had lit the lavender candles that bade him leave her world.