Pirate Empress Novels & Stories

He looked every inch the billionaire CEO, but the predatory grace in his stillness betrayed the wolf beneath. "This book," Emily said, tapping the page. "Your great-grandfather wasn't just a warrior. He was a pirate." Ethan smirked, walking over to join her. "A privateer, technically. But yes. The Carters have always operated in the grey areas of the law."

“Sierralya Ainsworth is no longer recognized as a princess. She's an enemy of the crown. And enemies of the crown have prices on their heads.” Aldric said nothing. He listened. “We place a bounty. One substantial enough to make every mercenary in the empire hunt her.” Theron leaned forward. “Enough that the Black Wolves won't be able to protect her. Enough that even the smaller packs might turn her over for the gold.” Aldric considered this. “Your Majesty,” Caspian tried again. “This will start a bloodbath,” Caspian warned. “Everyone will be hunting her.” “Good. Let them.”

she notes, stopping short. "What did you buy?" I ask, closing the laptop. "Spices. A blanket. Jewelry for Gianna. And this." She pulls out a small painting wrapped in brown paper. It’s a seascape...the water is impossibly blue, the brushstrokes loose and hurried. "How much?" I ask, my internal appraiser already devaluing the amateur work. "Does it matter?" She crosses her arms. "You overpaid. How much, Isabella?" A pause. "Twenty-two thousand euros."

“If I know Captain Hawk, he will come today.” Forgetting that she was going to keep quiet, Emmie sucked in a quick breath. Captain Hawk? Impossible! Why would he come? Her head pounded for different reasons now. Was he somehow connected with her uncle? Was that why Napoleon falsely blamed the pirate for attacking her mother’s ship and killing all on board? All these unanswered questions were so frustrating. She wanted to know what was going on now! But she continued to act as if she was still unconscious. At least she prayed her captors believed that.

A true woman doesn't define by just mere hair! I forcefully cut it and smirk. Damn them all, the nobles, the royals, humans, the pirates. Curse them all! I have suffered enough. Let me show them all how the future empress of Andra Kingdom works. I'll let them taste the wrath of the angry princess.

''You may begin,'' The judge says to Maria. ''It was on the tenth of June, Her Highness had arrived from Melbourne, Australia where she went with Princess Evelyn and Sir Andrea. From all I heard in the palace when they were gone, they went to investigate about the current child that Ms. Johansson is carrying as she claimed Prince Emery to be the father,'' She says, looking at our direction; whatever she will say, as long as she states the truth—there will be no blame.

The palace was now crumbled to pieces as thousands of insensible, brain-washed dogs climbed up to the treasures I and my husband, the Emperor, had preserved for years. They were looting every one of my precious possessions, only at the command of a single person—Alpha Ibhaan. I watched her approaching us, near the river where we were standing. None of us was affected by the bad weather. The prickly drops did not bother me. I had my back towards her, yet I know Lily could predict the expression and conflicts her Queen might be having at the moment. I, Elizillian: the Empress serpent, was waiting for her with my heart in my mouth. Above all the mockery, the dread of the inevitable was hovering

Joewella smiled gently at me as if reminiscing an ancient memory before opening her lips. "Empress Catherine was a princess from the Southern Sea of the Mermaid tribe. However, she was born from a female human while her father is a mermaid king. Because of her parent's difference in origin, she became a half-human and half-mermaid." She paused for a moment in admiration and ran her fingers on my hair before continuing her story.

Zeke winced. “First it was the minotaurs.” Posy stated. “Then Nerius.” Hunter pointed out. “Those two mermaids.” Indrick finished. “I’m sorry Empress, but you are a damsel in distress.” “Oh no.” Oz whispered. “A damsel?” I yelled. “I...I am not a damsel in distress! I am an Empress! A powerful woman!” “You are, Empress.” Hunter agreed. “However...you do seem to be taken a lot. I mean I was knocked out and you were snatched.”

When the ship finally docked, Emery got off the ship and stood at the side for quite some time. It was simply hard to process and overwhelming that she had finally arrived at the land of the known tyrant conqueror, Varmore Empire. As her eyes wandered, the first thing she immediately noticed was the clothing of the people. It was totally different. Back in Silex Kingdom where she grew up, even in Realgar, women wore dresses with long sleeves but in this empire, women showed off their bare arms.