Novel & Cerita Pirate Pick Up Lines

Peering out on the dark sky before them. “Never got to thank you, for what you did back at LeBlach.” The deckhand’s voice swivels between the firmness and the cold from the picked-up draft of the wind. The woman darts her gaze at him for a moment but then leers out to the sky. She lets that aged old rum dampen her lips once more before speaking in an uplifting yet sarcastic tone. “I was a whore before I came to this floating hunk of wood. You were there…” Her pitch becomes softer almost as if concealing the words underneath her breath rather than saying it. “When I gave myself to the captain.” For a moment there is nothing but the whistling sound of win brushing passed both of their ears whi

- "Ah! How about ... a thousand to play with. Whatever you win, above and beyond that, is yours to keep." - "What if I lose it all?" - "No harm done." I said. If it was a good enough offer for Pirate Lords, I could certainly extend it to my old friend Marta. - "Free food? Free drink?" - "Obviously." She tilted her head. "Why, Ken: you've changed. I thought that you were going to offer me a fine meal and a night of passion." - "That offer isn't necessarily off the table." I told her.

she says her voice hard His eyes pop open, a smirk taking over his features, he turns to me on the floor, his eyes moving across the crowd of his men, all of them waiting in anticipation. They probably want to get their hands on this money so badly and share it amongst themselves, “greedy ass motherfuckers” I whisper to myself “Did you say something?” The head pirate turns to me with a brow raised, with a threatening posture “I didn’t say anything,” I grunt out still looking up at him as his men hold me down “I thought so” he spits, the saliva landing on me, this being the second time I’m being spat on today. “Now girlie, I would accept your generous offer” he pauses with a wide smile on his

The man sighs, but moves to sit by Cherum in the spot I had just left, leaving Jack and me alone. “I’m sorry, lass. I’ve got only one glass,” Jack lifts it to show me. “Why don’t we share it then?” I bat my eyelashes, flirting in my usual way, though he’s too tipsy to care much. “A pirate never shares what’s his,” he leans in to whisper, “he takes what he wants, then never lets it go.” A small smirk plays on my lips. “I declare this mine then,” I steal the glass from in front of him. “Thank you for reminding me, Jack, what a pirate should live by.” Steal what you want, and never let it go.

It is obvious why he came and it annoyed me that he will do it knowing that she is with me. “Have we met before?” I scoffed inside at his cliche pick up line. Dude a teenager can do better than this. “I don’t think so,” Kamaria said politely and turned away from the guy to speak to me, effectively dismissing him but he wouldn’t take the hint. He tapped Kamaria on the shoulder to get her attention. “Don’t be like that baby, why don’t you give me your number and we can talk more over a glance of wine, and may be something more,” he flashed her a charming grin that I am sure has gotten him into a lot of girls pants.

“You’re insane.” “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” We moved quickly, avoiding the flickering light of the flames and the roving eyes of the pirates. The smell of smoke filled the air, mingling with the salty tang of the sea. As we approached the shoreline, the sound of boots on gravel made us freeze. Two pirates appeared ahead, their weapons drawn. “Well, well,” one of them sneered. “Looks like the little lady’s got a knight in shining armor.” “Let’s make this quick,” Vincenzo muttered under his breath, drawing his sword.

I snatch the fifty dollars from his hand. “I will bet fifty dollars on you not getting your cock between my boobs tonight.” He winks and clinks his glass with mine as he raises a sexy brow. “Thank you. I will take that as a personal challenge.” I shake my head as I sip my drink. “Does that ridiculous pick up line work on many women?” He smiles and winks cheekily. “You would be surprised.” I smirk. There is something extremely honest about this guy. He isn’t pretending to be someone he’s not. It’s disarming.

Verity said and both of us backed away from the pirates that closed in on us on the open deck. A female pirate trudged closer to us on the deck. She had a rugged look with braided hair and wore a tricorn cap. Her eyes glinted as she licked her front teeth, sniffing at me and Verity. She smirked, chewing on a chewing gum. “Read it wrong, darling?” she lifted my chin, leaning in. “This ain’t ship 333. This is ship 33.3. People always miss that dot, lose their shot at life." She sang those words. “Haha. Girls like you do that more often.” She laughed and the men with her broke into malicious laughter.

I shouted. “Perfect,” he said, as he snapped a few pictures. “I do believe that you're the prettiest pirate I've ever laid eyes on.” He slipped his phone back into his pocket and then approached me. His hands went straight to my hips and he leaned in, giving me a deep kiss. The Jolly Roger flapped nearby, whipped around by the salty breeze. Carter gently pulled away and I watched a smirk spread across his face. “It's a pirate's life for me,” he said softly.

"Shut your bloody mouth, rascal. If you say any word, I will shoot your head." What is going on here? I trembled with fear. The construction manager is holding a gun to the Captain's head. Dramatically got up, Ibrahim approached the Captain and said "Mr. Captain. If I need, I can arrange a new captain in three hours. You know that, right?" "Yes, I know," Captain. "Then..?" he raised his eyebrows and looked at Captain with a small smile. The Captain remained silent. "He will corporate with us. So remove the gun," Ibrahim said as he lit the cigarette.