Foxy Pirates Cove Novels & Stories

“What does?” “When I was a cop before I became a RICO Agent. I used to have to do this. To find missing persons. If I was to kidnap a three-year-old. I wouldn’t take her somewhere populated. No, I would take her somewhere abandoned. The rest of the Vipers have been used as decoys to pull our attention elsewhere. This right here. Is the area of farmland. There are five farms miles apart. We split up and each take a farm. Foxy won’t wait around, so we have to be quick. Also, if I were Foxy, I would also have men stationed in this area so they can communicate with me. So she can …”

CHAPTER THREE Cooper’s Cove lay a mile to the east of Dorsal Finn’s harbour. As with other areas in the town, the large cave, accessible only at low tide, had bad folklore attached to it. The place was known locally as Coven Cove, and its association with witchcraft was no secret amongst the older generations. They took delight—especially around Halloween—in scaring kids with talk about the coven of witches who used to frequent the area, one of whom allegedly wrote The Book of Shadows, a grimoire of great power.

I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it. "Yes, Misty, I'm indeed a fox," I manage to get out with a weak smile. "Thanks for remembering." Maverick coughs and I know he's trying desperately to cover up the urge to laugh. Misty smiles big and wide like she's accomplished all her life goals and thinks I'm her biggest supporter. I think I'm going to throw up. By the end of this conversation, I guarantee I'll have no lives. "It looks like I'll be hanging around for awhile," I tell them with fake politeness and pleasantries. Oh, I really do want to throw up! "Mav and I decided to walk down memory lane--"

What are we doing next and where are we going next as we already approach this coconut Island. Alright, alright pirates, Mr Gibbs said to them as he has already full answer the to all their questions. As we approach this first Checkpoint, you can all see we have coconut there,so there will be room for fishing too so you'll get something to eat. And we are staying there till everything get dark. Why!!!, I asked him with a loud voice as I am very eager to get to the TRIDAX they have all been saying since.

Cathy asks nervously and then huffs out a breath, catching a young, pregnant woman by the arm before she stumbles. “No, it won’t.” I hope I’m right. Stella is, by all means, the leader of the coven. She leads their council, at least, as far as I know. We reach the top of another hill. Lightning and storm clouds have completely descended on Meridem. It’s hell. A living, breathing version of the underworld. Below the hill, a narrow cove expands, disappearing between two cliffs covered in emerald green foliage. Beyond that is the ocean, but I can’t see it in this weather. What I do know for sure is that Stella was correct. No boats can breach this cove, even in the best weather.

Just then, a fisherman who came down from the boat called out to Andrius, “Young man...” Andrius stopped and asked, “Do you need something?” The fisherman glanced at the depths of the island, lowered his voice, and said fearfully, “This island is the territory of the notorious One-Eyed Pirates. You’d better leave before they discover you. Otherwise, once they know you’re new, they’ll rob your belongings and throw you into the sea to feed the fish.”

Otherwise, it meant she was actually missing that wisecracking, lying, mangy Coyote and she refused to do that. “So, should Emma and Ashley get the cabin in Haven prepared?” Sharone asked. Anya grit her teeth and stared back at the other woman in fierce determination. “I don’t think so. Let’s see how long he can actually stay with the coya in-house so to speak,” she bit out. “A hundred says he’s gone in a month.” Sharone laughed. “A hundred says you’re knotted again within the week.” They shook on it. Anya had no doubt in her mind who was going to win.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

Yule scowled, shocked to hear that he was about to encounter snakes. “Based on my experience, there are many beasts around. Everyone needs to watch out. These are powerful snakes, not ordinary ones.” Seeing everyone’s panic, Foxy fanned the flames. It was quite fun to fool them. Since Foxy’s identity had been exposed, she had nothing to fear, so she told them everything she knew. Hearing her remark, everyone went on high alert. No one wanted to die under a snake’s fangs. When they heard that a large horde of beasts was approaching them, everyone got ready for battle.