Novel & Cerita Pirate Fiction Books

I said softly, my arms wrapped around Mathew as he dozed off in my arms while I was reading him a story, it started out as a story about this pirate, who roamed the world in a ship, he was hated by anyone of high ranks because of who he was, a thief, but one day, he was accused of stealing something which he hadn’t, his old best friend, a prince, who grew with him before each of them chose his path, put his life on the line, believing that his friend was innocent of the crime, the whole kingdom was against the idea of the prince trusting the pirate, even the pirate wanted to leave the prince behind and leave, claiming that his old friend was a fool. But as it turns out, even criminals had a

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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.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

“This is ‘Pride and Prejudice’ by Jane Austen. It’s a love story that many women adore.” Jack took the book and examined the cover. “It looks interesting. What else would you recommend?” The sales assistant continued selecting books, giving a brief description for each one. “Oh, and we also have some romantic adventure books, like ‘Treasure Island’ by Robert Louis Stevenson, which focuses more on adventure and pirates.” Jack listened carefully and selected several books with the assistant’s guidance. “I think she’ll like these,” he said, smiling. The sales assistant smiled back, growing a bit curious about the lucky woman who had managed to tie down a confirmed bachelor like Jack Colt.

She opens the door and walks inside, closing it behind her. A captain’s personal room is something ripped out of mythical folklore or legend. There is a bed that is unmade and unkempt. A red blanket with golden entwine edges drapes on the sides. The cottage is stuffed in a corner. On the foot of where Salavanta spends her restless sleep is a treasure chest that is open. There are a few items within the contents such as maps that are rolled up and crinkled like they have been read a million times, extra clothes that have sprouted everywhere near the chest, and a small amount of coin. The one item that is the most valuable aspect among her belongings is a shut and closed journal. Those green e

CHAPTER17 About forty-five year later, a young man was reading a book titled, The Destruction of the Ghost Pirates, which was published in 1702. An old man walked up to him, walking with the support of the cane. He sat down on his an arm chair in opposite direction to the young man, and asked him a question. ‘Titus, what are you reading about?’ ‘It’s your book. The story about funny pirates that terrorized the world. Actually, it’s a fiction book. Book is very interesting.’ Titus said to his grandpa, smiling.

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

John helped me pick it out and even added some books on it for you. She glared at him. "John!" "They're all free, public domain books, long out of copyright protection. There wasn't a pirate around, except for Long John Silver in Treasure Island." "I loved that story when I was a girl. I'll have to read it first. You're gonna have to show me how, Kate." "You just play with it for a while and see what you can figure out. I'll help you if you need me to." "I hope you kept the receipt."

‘GEOGRAPHY AND FAIRYTALE SECTION’ spelled at the top of the shelf and as Gerey scanned from book to book, he remembered a few he'd read at school, ‘Knowing Wabrook's Water Brooks and Bodies’ by Whitaker Flarogue, ‘Sunset at Ingfalls’ by Simponie Gugh, ‘The best habitat for all - Ingfalls - Book One’ by Cuulambs Nicktra, but they were not what he searched for. He narrowed his eyes in concentration as he skimmed tens of book covers before he came across the right material to satisfy his interest, ‘Pixies, Elves, Brownies, Fairies - What Every Kid Needs to Know’ with no author mentioned as the writer. He pulled the book out from among the others with caution and took it to the seat he'd secured