Novel & Cerita Pirate Kings

I asked Yes, they were still inexistence four hundred years ago untill a time when the Viper resurrected that century. Kim Lan gu is the leader of all the pirates called Kubagan. There were five pirates ships with different captain and different crew but all those five are under the ruling of Kim Lan gu. Kim Lan gu has only one child and the child develop cold attitude towards being a pirate. He hates being a pirate and instead he prefers to be someone close to the king of Tortuga for him to have share In the enjoyment that are in the king's castle. This unleached a crisis between Kim Lan gu and his son.

Linda stands waiting in front of everyone like a queen as the pirates row their boat faster towards us at the sight of her. "M'lady you're out here! It is our greatest honour to be in your presence" the pirates shout in both shock and delight, falling to their knees and bowing their heads in their boat. "We have conquered the Shadowolf pack in the the name of his lordship Lord Luminis. We have captured many slaves to be sacrificed at your altar. We have recruited many young men to fight and destroy the kingdom of the angel kings. We beg that you pass a word about our great efforts to Lord Luminous. With his power we will end the illegitimate reign of the angel kings. And those proud bastard

"This static... it’s leaking. It’s like a faucet I can't turn off. If I touch anything conductive, it arcs. If I get angry, it surges. If I get scared..." "It spikes," Saoirse finished. "I felt it in the cabin." "I need to learn how to throttle it," Tristan said. "Before we get to the Isles. King Thorne respects power, but he kills instability. If I walk into his court twitching and sparking, he’ll put a sword through me." "King Thorne," Saoirse tested the name. "Who is he? You said he owes you." "Caspian Thorne," Tristan said. "The Pirate King of the Shattered Isles. He used to be a generic bandit until he united the clans five years ago. He came to Oakhaven once, incognito, to gamble at th

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

"The Western Kings do not launch forty ships when they mean to conquer. They launch four hundred. They move the great floating citadels of the Sunken Isles. If you think your white wolves and your broken stone walls can stop a true leviathan, you are as mad as Jaxon was." "Jaxon is dead. Craig is dead. And you are in my cells," Natalia said, her voice dropping into a chilling, absolute register. "The proxies are gone, Admiral. There is no more tribute leaving this mainland. If your kings want our gold and our grain, they will have to come bleed for it themselves."

King Philip, the king of Gordon groaned as he stared at Danika so lustfully, Danika shrank closer to Lucien. "I was about to say the same thing. She looks so beautiful..." King Moreh, the king of Ijipt grunted beside him. Both kings are in their late forties, and just staring at Danika, they started spotting an erection which they didn't even try to hide. Danika bit back a whimper at the sight, glaring openly at both kings, unable to stop the stare. One of the Kings stood up, the third king was named King George. "Privileged people of England! We have gathered here today for the Introduction of the slave of the King Of Salem!"

But the next time she saw her reflection, it was in a gilded mirror with a headline scrawled across a digital tablet held out by a woman in black: MAFIA DON TAKES BRIDE: RUMORS OF VALENTINO BLOODLINE CONFIRMED Bride. Her. She’d been asleep for almost two days, and in that time, her face had been attached to a name she’d never claimed—and a bloodline she didn’t know existed. Matteo De Luca, as it turned out, wasn’t just some wealthy recluse. He was Il Re del Sud—the King of the South. Head of the De Luca family. The most feared and untouchable mafia figure on the Sicilian coast. He ruled from the shadows, rarely seen, never touched, his empire built on blood and silence. And now—she was his b

“No. I wanted an Alpha Uriel present for when I do this…” Tilting my head I looked on in confusion, the shock when he fell on one knee before me, with an opened box, “ Will you, Anna Joan of the Fantino's pack, give me, Rueben Brew, of the Muna pack, the honors of being my chosen mate?”

Then a voice I hadn't heard in a while. "Ariel." Low. Male. Familiar in a way that made my skin crawl. "It's been a long time." My hand tightened on the phone. "Who is this?" "You know who this is." I did. God help me, I did. "What do you want?" "To help." A pause. "I've been watching you. I heard you're now in the custody of the Rossi brothers. The ones called the Wolf kings." "Are you spying on me now?"