Romans & histoires Pirate Kings

"You continue to surprise me, Amelia Knight." He steps away suddenly, raising his voice and a flask of rum. "Attention!" The deck gradually quiets, faces turning toward their captain. "Today we send yet another would-be pirate king to the bottom of the sea. And while each of you fought with the courage I've come to expect—" His eyes sweep the crowd, acknowledging individual crew members with nods, "—we owe our lives to the quick wit of our newest addition." Gabriel raises his flask higher. "To Amelia, who saw what seasoned sailors missed!"

I put my gun down and run before I leap into his arms. “Daragh, what the hell are you doing here?” I ask him as he tightens his hold on me and kisses my head before he sets me down on my feet. “This conference wouldn’t be a conference without the four Irish Kings now, would it?” He says and I look at the three men in dark suits and I know each of them. Ronan O’Malley, the king of the North, Cian Doherty, the king of the West, Cillian O’Reilly, king of the East and Daragh, is the king of the south.

"Do you really think you can beat Soren and Victor?" "You're the weak one here! I would certainly have made them bow!" I said with determination. Ghost shook his head, sighing. "Understand your situation, Klaus. You're no longer a King, even when we regain our throne, it will belong to Soren and Victor." Ghost commented. "Never!" I shouted. "Those were your own words, don't you remember?" Ghost sighed. "I just told them to get off my back! I don't intend to keep them." I smiled wryly.

I can do this, I will make them proud, she thought, taking one last look and then turning her attention to the horizon. He stood at the helm of his ship looking out over his crew. His fingers drummed on the railing. He sighed loudly, his first mate glancing at him his eyebrow up as if asking what was wrong. He was becoming impatient. The crew was becoming impatient. They need something. He didn't have much time ethier. The Pirate King would want his quarterly payment and he was already behind. He was in debt to him. The Pirate King was not someone who liked being owed money and never ended well when you did. He clenched his jaw frustrated. How did it come to this? He thought. He was doing so

Hey everyone!! I can’t believe The Rogue Kings I finished August 2023. Over a year now it’s been since I finished! I always intended on starting Part 2 earlier (considering how much I had already written) but it just never felt like the right time. Until now! That’s right! The Rogue Kings II - Nate’s Reign is starting! There are the first six chapters up already. And I will be updating daily!! It’s a big story, with big chapters. There is so much to Nate and Silas well. With everything that they go through and really the foundation of how Nate steps into Solaris’ shoes. :)

Drifted into Abandon. ***** He had not planned on a situation as the one he found himself in at the moment. He only wanted to give what information he knew to the king, then be on his way to the island. Instead he was holding on to a broken princess. This wasn’t part of the plan. But he didn't wish to be anywhere else.

Other kids didn't have to listen to their parent's private affairs. Craig gazed outside the room. "The first King of Kings was the offspring of the Sea Witch Queen and the King of the Northern Pod. They appointed him that role because he was the most powerful King of all the ocean and could manipulate both land and sea. He saved them from disastrous times. His descendants inherited his power." "And, why was my father not a King of Kings?" "Because his father never mated a sorceress." Craig eyed my mother. "Is this necessary?"

If you want something, just take it. Master Adret, then I take my leave. Asking a master mage of 15th level to lend you a hand for 5,000 gold coins is the most basic of things. And as anyone can see, in the blink of an eye, more than 500 pirates were killed and the Wizards' Tower construction site was left unscathed. The four three-masted sailing ships and six two-masted sailing ships that carried the pirates over are considered spoils of war, and Christine could have kept them for herself, but she chose to give them to Master Adret for 15,000 gold coins, half of their estimated value.

She felt like she was going to be eaten alive if she looked into them for too long. "H-hello," she stammered, dropping her head under the intensity of his gaze. "My name is Kendra Wilder." "Miss Wilder, it is a pleasure to meet you," the other man, whose gaze isn't still consuming me, said as he stood up, offering his hand to her. She took it nervously, though she gave it a firm shake. "My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand."

I don't reply her, choosing to remain silent. I had told her about the fight with Astria and my talk with commander Roan but not about Arkan and I… and our kiss. “Oh, come on! You don't even know who he is! He's your mate….” “He’s not just my mate, Pip!” I whisper-yell. “He’s the king, you fool! The King of the West! The one everyone’s been whispering about!” Her eyes widen comically. “Oh!” Oh indeed. I drag my fingers through my hair, frustrated at everything.