Pirate Ebook Novels & Stories

Mikaela asked to be sure. Damien realized how terrifying a woman's intuition was right then and there. "Have you heard the story of Bartholomew Roberts?" "Mmmm ... " Michelle thought for a moment. "I think I've heard it in a storybook that my father's friend bought me on my birthday. The story of a very cruel pirate, but he was defeated by a girl who loved her family very much, even the girl was willing to give her soul to the devil to save the people she loved."

the pirates who had spoken first replied to the other man’s question that made me stopped breathing. “Ohh, Moon Goddess spare me from them. They seemed to have noticed my presence already. I quickly mind-linked Beta Gani, who readily replied that they were so near already. One of the pirates stood up and then screamed. “Enemies!” I released my breath with thanksgiving as I inhaled the scent of my mate, Alpha Eleo just so nearby. But before the group of Alpha Eleo could enter the cottage, someone’s head swung down the table which horrified me. “Gotcha!” the pirate man with a long beard and old-to-be my uncle moved down from the chair and knelt giving me a maniac-like look with his big round e

The princess was about to fall because of her dizzy feeling but Randell caught her quickly so the princess didn't immediately fall to the ground. The princess still opened her eyes, her eyes still reflected the handsome pirate's face even though it was a bit blurry. When their eyes accidentally met, the handsome pirate was shocked by what Chandra did to him. Chandra raised her hand in the air towards Randell's face. The princess touched her palm to the smooth and soft cheek of the handsome pirate. This is indeed a bandit, a pirate who sails across the ocean whose only mission is to rob the town they land in. That's what those who know about pirates think. They are one of the seasoned thieves

The indecision was a sharp, uncontained force, a bright, living energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unknown. Gabriel's voice cut through the tension, a bright, living force that filled the air with the thrill of authority and the thrill of the unknown. "The pirate council doesn't make requests, they make demands," he said, his voice a sharp, vivid energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of risk and danger.

Risks that only a reduced amount of sirens have lived in their flesh and have barely made it to escape from them. The main risk that laid beyond the surface of the ocean was the humans, who were the dominant species of the land. The humans were pretty different between each other, but probably the most important difference between them was the way they decided to live their lives: some people lived with honesty and humility, working hard to earn their daily sustenance and take care of their families of themselves. But then some people lived the opposite lifestyle, looking to abuse of those who lived by hard-working just to get an easy life. And the best example of these abusive people were t

With Eagle by his side, they dragged her up to the deck, shouting to the others, "Arm up, boys! Don't be scared, we've got ourselves a bargaining chip!" The whole boat erupted into chaos as every last crook. Cooks, laborers, and sailors rushed to the deck, ready for a showdown. Over 20 men, all loyal to Briscoe, charged onto the deck in a frenzied rush, brandishing guns and machetes. They were the epitome of outlaws. Under Briscoe, they committed acts of murder, arson, smuggling, kidnapping, and trafficking—each one a pirate who laughed in the face of death.

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.

Tristan’s thoughts had traveled far away, far from the lone ship that crawled over the surface of the calm waters. The words of the pirate had kept on echoing in his mind. His fellow pirate, who had pocketed the orb, now rested beneath the ocean depths, and perhaps devoured by the sea monsters the men had been speaking about in front of him now.

Even bloodthirsty pirates wouldn’t dare stand against him. “Do not…touch…my…Linda.” Dicken cast his gaze onto me before sweeping to the group of ruthless pirates. His lips revealed a threatening smile as his throat released a deep sound resembling a growl. This must have been the first time these pirates had encountered such a ferocious creature. They couldn’t help but take several steps back in terror. Even their grip on their guns and rifles weakened as their hands shook.

She must fight every step of the way. Many scenarios danced in her mind, playing out how she should act if he tried to have his way with her. In a women’s pamphlet she’d picked up the day before sailing for Plymouth, she’d read what pirates did to innocent women. They were heathens, all of them, only seeking pleasure for themselves and not caring a whit what their victims might think. Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast.