Lesbian Pirates Novels & Stories

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

Lewis was the fourth victim and a gasp flew from Ophelia's mouth upon seeing through the fog, Finlay's beta hungrily kissing a maid inside the room where drums of wine were stored in the castle. It was true she was a lesbian. No wonder she didn't behave like a female. However, she was stronger than they thought. Lifting plentiful bricks at once, carrying a boat with one hand, fighting with a hefty man, and hooking her legs around his neck, before sending him to the ground of the fighting arena. The crowd broke into cheers from the Yellowstone pack, where she came from. The whole twenty ships were in chaos, people were breaking into fights and arguments. "You fucked my wife!?" One man bellowe

The same place I found this she-wolf. After we stole Ryker's sister from Red Moon I decided to go back and look at their prisons roster. There were many wolves that didn't appear to be hard criminals, deserving a life sentence of beatings and filth. Especially not the warrior goddess we took. As I approached the last cell I watched intently at the lean women with her long blond hair in tight braids. She was the image of a Viking Queen. I thought how perfectly her ass fit in the black yoga pants and how scrumptious her large breast were in a grey sports bra as I followed her body moving up and down in push ups. Much better then the oversized dirty shirt and slacks from her previous prison.

the seer half whispered. “This is not my mate, Sameen. She died in my arms, and I buried her with our child. I don't know what gibberish you're speaking, but this… this is a human pet brought by the pet hunter,” I scoffed, turning to walk away. I had had enough of the rubbish she was spouting. “You felt it, Damien. Your mate is dead, but this is a reincarnation of her. The one the moon goddess has given you for a second chance. I don't know why, but she is the one,” the seer insisted, her voice earnest.

"She's a ghost. And you dragged a ghost into our house." The table was quiet. Felt the weight of it. Five pairs of eyes doing math. Varek's hands tightened on the back of the chair. The leather creaked. "She's my wife," Varek said. "My blood covers her. That's all this table needs." "Is it?" Syris smiled again. "Because what I hear from Sector Four is that you bought a girl to cover a debt. That she's not a wife. She's a prop." He looked at me. "No offense."

"Inside this chamber, there is another demon called Dincubus, Dincubus is a demon female lover who approaches males in their dreams to have sex. Some countries call them spirit wife. It comes to the demon and profess her love for you then she will begin to touch your genitals and it's feels real, after that, she will have sex with you. Once she comes once, she stays forever, her purpose is to render every man she comes in contact with useless. It takes a strong priest for that man to be delivered from her claws. Look Ryan, there are so many demons in here, we live in this mountains and if I should go on by mentioning their names and the work they are assigned to do, we will spread more than

I said. “Vienna please.” Samson plead. I sighed deeply trying to remain calm. “That Captain, who the hell is he?” I asked. Jake sighed and sat in a chair and faced the ceiling. Must be his way to regain his forgotten calmness. “Lucas Whites, captain of the Leviathan Pirate. He kept getting on our nerves when that thing happened. To be more specific, his our greatest enemy alongside the other pirates. Unfortunately, this brother of mine did something foolish before that fueled the anger of that Lucas to us.” Jake said.

So much adventure and foreplay to succeed. I take off my three inches sandals. When my feet touched the ground of my room, I removed my clothes piece by piece while going to the bathroom for a good bath. I feel the cold floor of my bathroom, I stop at the sink and get the lipstick I left earlier. I painted my lips again with the intoxicating red lipstick. Red represents manipulation well suited for me. I smirked at my reflection, feeling satisfied. I tied my hair into a messy bun and prepared the bathtub with water, vanilla soap, and milk. I sunk my right foot into the tub and let the water soak my whole body.

They had wept when the vampires had abandoned the treasures on the docks and replaced them with food. The third bay was barred along one side, a brig used for disobedient sailors, hostages from other ships, or, as the vampires were using it, for slaves. As he entered the pirates crammed into the small space so tightly that they had to sleep in shifts there being insufficient space for all to lie out, looked up at him with eyes just beginning to fear.

Okay? ‘Aye, Captain.’ The pirates replied, and continued. Captain Casablanca turned to the pirates around him, and said, ‘Gentlemen and a lady.” He glanced at them. There was a Lady amongst the pirates. She was one of the soldiers. She joined the pirates because of the kindness Captain Casablanca showed to her, when the voyage she and parents travelling with capsized. She was the only one rescued alive by the Captain Casablanca, on their way to Norway. Ever since then, as she became one of Captain Casablanca’s team. She was an admirable lady, in her twenty. She was a little bit above five feet tall. She tied a scarf round her head. Her name was Ritaline.