Hetalia England Pirate Novels & Stories

George nods, “Not a problem.” He takes out his laptop from the drawer at the top of his desk and opens it up. He pulls up the list of all of the packs, organised by country. He goes to England and starts a search. “Two rivers, is that in the pack’s name or their crest?” Each pack in England had a heraldic crest to distinguish itself from others. Florence chews her bottom lip, “It’s on the crest. I believe they cross, or maybe twist, I’m not certain. I’m sorry I can’t be more helpful.” Florence looks dejected and starts to cry again. He nods and smiles at her,

ABOUT THE BOOK A notorious pirate group became popular in their atrocity which they committed in the whole of western world in 16 century, with a grand mission to kidnap the only heir to the throne of England. This story will take us to the memory lane on what happened in the past, in Ireland and Britain, and on the life styles of the people at the time. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“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

“Let me guess… The high and mighty governor’s daughter doesn’t approve of a ship’s captain? Is that too far beneath you?” Fury shot through her eyes and her lips thinned. Before he could say another word, her hand sailed through the air, and her palm met his cheek dead center. The sound of the slap echoed through the room. “That was uncalled for,” she snapped. He rubbed his stinging cheek. “Well, if that was uncalled for, I’m sure you will be very happy to hear that I cannot stand people like you. I loathe the people in France. I hate the emperor and all that he’s done to us in Britain.” He stood straighter and lifted his chin. “And like it or not, I capture spies for the Prince Regent. Now

she rasped in return, her gun wagging about rather carelessly, "I have given myself enough credit already." Breckenridge Martin, Earl of Glancrea, spoke up from her right of the table, the Scottish accent impinged in his bark of a voice, "So we suppose this is about England. Tell us," he leaned forward with his elbows braced, "What do you plan to do with them?" A frown crossed the damsel's face; she'd almost pulled the trigger. But then, her fingers settled limply upon the weapon while she searched her mind, "I have nothing against England. We have Kilmarnock and that is a capital notion."

Lelandi, you’re too wet and hot for me, I notice. He always had a lewd expression in his eyes when he looked at her. He placed her on the wooden floor by slipping his arms under her. The 19th of September is Speak Like a Pirate Day, so consider that. You’ll be my sea squirt, and I’ll steal your riches. She prepared for her by slipping her hand down to the bulge in his pants and vigorously rubbing it. I won’t be the treasure, sir; I’ll be the pirate captain. He chuckled.

] He continued to tease her, bringing her up to the precipice but refusing to let her go over, ‘Implorami mia piccola puttana inglese, implora il tuo padrone di lasciarti venire.’ [Beg me my little English whore, beg your Master to let you come.] Maria felt a shiver of lust go through her, they had dabbled a little with BDSM, and she enjoyed being spanked by him, but she sensed this was going to take it a lot further and she found she wanted it, panting with need she whimpered,

I glanced at him and saw the look of pride smothered on his face, which baffled me. Why did he have that expression as if my words had brought him delight? It was not as if I was referring to him. "Now I know you did not even protest and dismissed me so easily when Marquis Cantavalle called our engagement..." Warren growled, offended at my words. "Tss!" Britanny scoffed. "Your deceased mate is supposed to be mine in the first place! That includes him! And him!" She pointed at Warren and Niccolo. "Why did you have to steal the man I had come to like, Dominixe?" She saddened her voice before she gripped her rapier sword. "Now, I am getting mad just by seeing your ugly face!" With that, Britann

Verity said and both of us backed away from the pirates that closed in on us on the open deck. A female pirate trudged closer to us on the deck. She had a rugged look with braided hair and wore a tricorn cap. Her eyes glinted as she licked her front teeth, sniffing at me and Verity. She smirked, chewing on a chewing gum. “Read it wrong, darling?” she lifted my chin, leaning in. “This ain’t ship 333. This is ship 33.3. People always miss that dot, lose their shot at life." She sang those words. “Haha. Girls like you do that more often.” She laughed and the men with her broke into malicious laughter.

“16 of Month of Flower (May). HAHAHAHAHAH omg feel na feel ko tuloy ang aking pagiging pirata! The wind in the sea is just truly the best! Ang bango ng amoy parang amoy dagat. It was truly a shame na ako lang ang mag-aadaventure for this whole sea ride! And now that I am at the upper deck this super-mega big boat I could travel the seven seas! Or the correct thing to say is to discover how seas this stupid continent and world has. The breeze here at night was truly amazing, feel ko tuloy para akong kasama o meyembro ng sikat na pirate crew tv! And not just that! I will be leaving some treasures! Aren’t I feel like the main character here? I will be waiting to those who find my treasure! Para