Pirate Romance Novels & Stories

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

Now, she was with him, the one she loved and was fated to love her, given by the One above. “I must say Someone planned on dropping my passport all along, for you to pick it up,” she said, caressing his face. “He must love both of us for us to meet in such a circumstance,” he agreed, beaming at her lovingly. “I can’t complain as I’m lucky it was you, Harman.” “I can say the same, iubirea mea. After all, I was destined for you to stop playing games with men. But tonight, we’ll both play to our hearts’ content!” he said, kissing her once more until she was panting and sweating again. -- The end --

Snow. He moved his hand down her waist and yanked her long skirt up once more. He had a single focus. But her fingertips removed the scowl from his brow, and she kissed his lips, halting him for a minute. A quiver jolted him, and he swiftly put his palm between her legs, finding the opening in her crotchless underpants and smiling lustfully at her. "Hmm, Ravena, you're a little too hot and wet for me." Whenever he looked at her with that lustful gleam in his eyes. He slid his arms beneath her and placed her on the hardwood floor. "Think about it: September 19th is Talk Like a Pirate Day." You'll be my sea wench, and I'll steal your riches."

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.

"You don't feel sorry for me, Dam? You already have a future wife. Most of our friends are already married. Me? I don't have a boyfriend yet, Dam. Guess why?” "Because you make resorts on other islands too often?" guessed Adam. "No. Because of your curse." Yara looked at Adam with a look full of annoyance. Yara's words succeeded in making Adam frown. "What curse?" "Tsk! You don't remember when you swore at me when we broke up?" "Hah?" Adam was getting confused by the random words that came out of Yara's thin lips. "Swear what?"

She said and kissed his hard chest. With them facing the other direction now, Garin tried again to reach for the sword and was able to grab it. He went back down to the foot of the tree and removed his fishing spear from under some bushes and ran to the ship to go liberate his wife. . . . Back on the ship, the pirates were now drunk and ready to begin their fun with their prize but they couldn’t decide which one of them would have her first. “Al and I were the ones who found her so it’s only right that we go first,” One of the drunken pirates claimed.

He did not expect a broke person like Liam would be there. Right as the two pirates were ready to move on to the next person, one of the pirates suddenly saw Celena from the corner of his eye. His eyes immediately lit up, and a wicked and lecherous smile appeared on his face. "Fuck! I didn't think there would be such a pretty chick hiding here," said the pirate, reaching for Celena's hand. With a lewd smile on his face, he added, "Come and have some fun with me, gorgeous."

Only in hell, it wouldn't! What could go wrong with it that could possibly surpass the shithole of a life that she was currently enduring? But why her? What in God's name could Damian want with an average romance author with no best-selling novel as a contract wife? Countless questions swirled in her mind. She had nothing to offer! ‘And nothing to lose,’ her subconsciousness had chipped in. If only reality was as enchanting as the fairy tales she wrote. Then she would have had a plethora of options to choose from. A ton of them!

He said as he brought his face closer to mine. I tried to struggle free but his grasp on my hands was strong. "Let me be Ryan or I'll yell" I threatened. "Feel free to shout as much as you can sweetie" he said as he moved his face closer obviously trying to kiss me. I moved my face and yelled as much as I can. "Help!" I yelled and he only laughed. "You can't escape from me Jasmine" he said as he tried to kiss me again and I struggled with all my might.

It was intriguing just staying by her side. She set me on fire for her whenever she sat close; I could not resist any longer. I reached out a hand and dragged her to lie atop me on her bed. Clear hazel eyes stared at my dark ones, her eyes held the kind of sensuality that could cause any man to squirm. Her hair falling all around us, I twirled a curl on my fingers, she smelled so good. I rested her head on my chest, letting my hands find their way down her short skirt, seems Marie has a thing for short skirts which makes what I have in mind so easy. Not that I am complaining, I slid a palm up her leg until I was slowly pushing up her skirt, bunching it up at her waist.