Pirate Squirrels Novels & Stories

“Here you go.” The squirrel tilted its head as if assessing his intentions. In response, Merlin grinned—his almond-shaped eyes wrinkling. But his smile froze upon seeing the blood that littered around the small squirrel’s body. “You. What happened to you?” His voice was somber. Though he asked the animal, he did not expect an answer. Besides, he perfectly knew why the squirrel was full of wounds. Because it is different. Beings that differ from the pack are ridiculed and abandoned, that is the natural way of life.

The squirrel grabbed the cookie without hesitation, and ran back into the bush. Alexa examined the nut. Maybe it was a gift in exchange for the cookie. The squirrel came back earlier than expected, with it's other friend. This time, they came closer and even climbed the table. Alexa gave each of them a cookie, and they devoured it right in her presence. 'They're going to be good company.' She thought. They stood upright, staring at Alexa. One even climbed on Alexa's shoulder, and she chuckled when it slipped off. She broke a cookie, and handed it to them both, before they fled into the bush, not coming back again this time.

Papa would sometimes come out to play with me while Mama cooked. As a kid, everything had seemed perfect. If the wars had happened, Papa had made sure that I never witnessed them. He taught me to be strong and brave. ‘Papa, look, the squirrel is blind.’ ‘It looks like he was attacked.’ Papa said. ‘What will attack a squirrel? They never harm anyone.’ ‘The squirrel might be harmless, but the animal kingdom is filled with predators who see the squirrels as food and would always attack them.’ ‘I would never attack a squirrel or any animal at all.’

Mary licked my cock and her friend’s leaking asshole clean. “Beep! Buzz! Beep! Buzz!” My phone started going crazy on the floor. Gigi grabbed my jeans, pulled it out, and answered. “Hello! The pizza boy’s phone. Who is this? Pizza Shack? Mr. Luigi! Where’s your pizza boy? Let me complain first. Every time me and my friend order from you, you fuck it up. We asked for extra sausage and you sent cheese pizza. Listen up, Jones helped us out. We’re holding him hostage, you pizza cock sucker. Fuck you! He quits your fucking pizza place. You guys suck balls. Good night!” Gigi yelled, then hung up.

Ethan’s POV Underneath the largest skyscraper in town stood the lair of the elders. It was a place that only high-positioned men in the pack could get into, and that includes me, Marcus, and my Gamma, who happens to be protecting the northern border from the sirens. The battle between werewolves and Sirens hasn’t ended for my pack because our territory possesses some pearls that they really want. Those pearls happen to be our peace treaty with the sirens of the southern tribe, and without that, our pack would be in a foul war with the sirens.

The pirates developed a great phobia made the loud sound of hoooo. Another pirates was busy looking at three kids playing by holding their hands, hand to hand, they all were jumping up and laughing, even though they are not making any sound. The pirates looking at those kids sculptures were getting interested in looking at it as they were having fun and they were kids after all, kids can't be scary. All the Kids sculptures shifted their heads to the ship sides in unison as, eventually they all made eyes contact with those looking at them. It was damn scary.

Yes, they hissed at him when they saw him. While the giant squirrels, which body size was big like a corgi dog and tail’s thickness equals a meerkat’s body, they threw stones and small rocks at him when he approached them to get a better look. It didn’t hurt that much, but he chose to walk away. ‘They are adorable,’ Jai smiled as he noted the creatures he had seen. He skillfully put the notes away and traced back his steps from the trees he had marked. ‘I wonder what kind of names those creatures have...’ he thought.

I attempted to pet them but they squealed and jumped on the ladder which instantly drove them out of sight. I was confused. “Why did they run when I tried to touch them?” Leader Atrix chuckled, “They feared you would ruin the spell the council put on them.” “What?” “The squirrels aren't ordinary, each of them have half a witch's prowess. Together they have enough power to overpower a witch. The council sent them here to keep an eye on me. They knew I wouldn't get rid of the squirrels cause they're really cute.” I smiled at the council's intellect.

As the animal sat on its haunches, Lucas noticed its belly, where the fur seemed to be missing, or strangely tufted around… “Oh, no. No, I looked it up. Squirrels have babies in early spring. This is late spring. Not baby time. I thought you were a dude!” The squirrel didn’t seem impressed by Lucas’s arguments, so he decided to try a simpler approach. “No babies in the room, squirrel. That’s house rules.”