Pirate Romance Books Novels & Stories

** POR SIEMPRE TUYA LIBRO 1 (166,800 LECTORES) ETERNAMENTE MÍA LIBRO 2 (54,700 LECTORES) INFINITAMENTE NUESTRA LIBRO 3 ( 7200 LECTORES) **SAGA ROMANCE ( pasión, romance, tentaciones y un hombre decidido a todo por la mujer que ama). -CUANDO DEJAS TU CORAZÓN ATRÁS LIBRO 1 (4200 lectores) -MI CORAZÓN TE PERTENECE LIBRO 2 (3800 lectores) *** PASION Y TENTACION MAFIA SERIES*********** -MAFIA ITALIANA LIBRO 1 ******HISTORIAS INDIVIDUALES************ - LUNA INDOMABLE (pasion/traicion/romance/ alfa posesivo/ princesa rebelde)

“No number is untraceable. The pirate cloud that tracks all the spoofed numbers is just a website with messy digits. All you have to do is put in the numbers that you have with a bunch of codes and wait for the server to catch the one closest to us and match it to the time factor.” Luigi’s jaw dropped. “How do you know so many things?” “Online courses while I was bedridden, with a few broken ribs and legs.” Gael met my gaze. “A terrible bike accident.” “So, do we have their location?” He turned the laptop toward me with a black and green map of the Red Port. I focused on the screen. The place where the red dot blinked was ruined grounds, a subway construction that had been abandoned for some

No more worrying about my past, no more stress about my future just the peace I had found in the waves as they rhythmically rolled in and out. I shook my head at my foolishness, there was no way I could stay here forever unless I wanted to sign myself off as a recluse. I opened my book and I decided that if I couldn't lose myself in the woods of the real world, maybe I could lose myself on a pirate ship in the mid-1600s where a captain of the British Royal Navy and the dashingly handsome scoundrel of a pirate fought for the heart of a sweet innocent young girl. Hours later, I finally gave up on the book after realizing there was no way I could choose between the two strong virile men in the

Lissa: “ It looks interesting! Alexandra: “ Very interesting! Lissa: “ Author of the book? Alexandra: “ Anonymous! The author did not want to be identified! Lissa: “ Talk about what? Alexandra: “ Have you ever been to the past life museum? Lissa: “ Now! Alexandra: “ About a sorceress girl who had an adventure with a pirate and such... Lissa: “ Now! The story is beautiful! Alexandra: “ Yes! And they say it's viridic! Lissa: “ Can you lend me the book?!

I moaned and my grip on his shirt tightened. “Ugh…!” he grunted under his breath, as if he was having trouble breathing. He was thrusting in a slow and gentle pace and for some reason, it’s not enough for me. My body wanted more. “P-Please,” I begged him. I saw a little smirk formed on his lips. “Please what, Princess?” “I-I want m-more,” I whispered. He gave me his devilish smile before leaning close. He pressed his body to mine and I could feel the shape of his bulging chest. He buried his face in my neck.

“You wish I was that easy.” “No. I like that you’re not easy. Makes me want to break you more.” He stepped around the desk until he was behind me, close enough that I felt his breath on my neck. “Your heart is still racing. Your nipples are so hard I can see them through your blouse. Tell me honestly, Raven. When you touch yourself at night, do you think about men like me ruining that little pussy?” I turned to face him, cheeks burning, thighs slippery now. “Maybe I do. Maybe I imagine a man who doesn’t ask and just takes. Fills me until I can’t walk straight the next day.”

Just on paper. So why did it hurt me so? Maybe because he’d kissed me so passionately I’d dared to think this could have been real. He was probably deep inside the woman I just caught him kissing, minutes after he slid a fucking ring on my finger. The ring burned, and instead of my prosthetic finger, I found myself twisting it in place in nervous jerks. Broken. Unlovable. Why did every single attempt at romance end up with me at the losing end? Embarrassed and betrayed, twice in a row, when I’d wanted nothing but companionship, at the very least.

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.”

As much as I disliked being here, it was going to be difficult to go back to my twin-sized bed at home. As I readjusted myself in the bed, my fingers brushed the paperback novel that I’d been reading most recently. It was an old favorite of mine, about an Omega that was kidnapped by a dashing Alpha pirate. Through a lot of wacky adventures and quite a few orgies, they fell in love. If I got my flashlight, maybe I could read through my favorite sex scene and go to sleep daydreaming about…

More rounds followed through the stormy night—her riding my face while stroking me, me taking her against the cabin wall with her leg lifted, slow grinding while we talked about her life as pirate queen and my lost naval honor. By dawn, the storm calmed and so did we. She chained me back fully and kissed my forehead almost tenderly. "You're learning your place. Tomorrow I bring toys from port raids." My body ached, but desire for her grew stronger each hour. Nights blurred into a pattern of raw need. On the third evening, Isabella returned victorious from a raid, gold and rum in her hold. She entered the cabin flushed with triumph and lust. "Prize, tonight we celebrate properly." She strippe