Pirate Ebook Novels & Stories

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

“I asked him to fly over the bay and spy upon the ships. He says there are five ships anchored, one he thinks is a pirate.” “Pirate,” I repeated, fascinated. “We shall see,” Rivyn was thoughtful. “A pirate would be perfect.” “A pirate perfect?” I turned in the saddle to look at him. He laughed at the expression on my face. “Yes, dear wife. They are more likely to take risks, will not have a set route they travel, and will be hungrier for coin. They’re not more or less trustworthy than a normal ship hire - any crew is just as likely to try to tip you into the ocean if they think you have something of value to them.”

Reasonable honestly. Then suddenly it became the most important object in the world. God. The morning had started peacefully. Peanut was taking a nap. The ocean sparkled outside. Everything felt calm. Fair. Too calm. Reasonable. The kind of calm that usually comes before disaster. God. Meanwhile Lily was playing pirate. Fair. A dangerous hobby. Reasonable honestly. Because pirate games involved running. Jumping. Climbing. God. And absolutely no concern for furniture. Fair. Mr. Buttons had apparently become First Mate Buttons.

he asked, pointing to a glass-covered section of the bookshelf. "What kind of pirate would I be if they weren't?" The man chuckled, shaking his head. "I've heard things about this ship. I assumed it was all an exaggeration. A real pirate ship on the seas, huh? You don't exactly blend in." "I have too much money to blend in," I said honestly, sitting down behind my desk and placing the parcel on its surface. "It's William, by the way." "Aye, I know who you are. One of the port master's runners, are you?"

She did not know why he asked her all of a sudden. “A noble girl ran away from an arranged marriage and tries to stow away on a ship. What she hadn’t realized was that it was a famous pirate ship…” Her face became flushed. Neil chuckled at how childish she looked getting excited over a book. “I’ve read the part where the girl fell in love with the pirate but leaves to go back home. I’m really curious about what happens next.” Keanna said while she continued to eat the fruits. Neil looked at her red lips, which were glossy from the honey.

They can kill someone easily. Oceans are scary but the people living in them are much scarier. To be honest, I don't have any ideas what's pirates truly are since I only did read them on a piece of compiled paper with a dusty cover lying at the topmost shelves in our library. But those burning manors, the weeping of the people in the port is enough for me to know that pirates are purely cruel. They didn't care about what will happen to the people and they only think about their greediness and selfishness.