Pirates In Fiction Novels & Stories

“Didn’t steal from me?” His voice shook. “We didn’t touch your goods. I swear, we didn’t—” I slammed my hands on the table. “Liar.” He flinched. I leaned closer, my tone sharp as a blade. “Your little mariners—your ‘mermaids,’ as you call them—they’ve been posing as pirates. Stealing from passing ships. I didn’t care when they went after others. But now, they stole mine. And that,” I said, tapping my chest, “is something I don’t take lightly.”

Since she didn't believe in them, naturally she wasn't afraid of them too. Avril stopped in front of a picture and introduced, "There's a pirate in this picture. The story of this pirate is a little miserable. It is said that he was cursed and he could only stay in the Caribbean Sea. However, a soldier didn't believe that, so he took him out of the sea and hung him. When he died, he said that he would take the souls of the people who have seen him before. It's a horrible story, right?" "It sounds scary," Natalie answered.

“I asked him to fly over the bay and spy upon the ships. He says there are five ships anchored, one he thinks is a pirate.” “Pirate,” I repeated, fascinated. “We shall see,” Rivyn was thoughtful. “A pirate would be perfect.” “A pirate perfect?” I turned in the saddle to look at him. He laughed at the expression on my face. “Yes, dear wife. They are more likely to take risks, will not have a set route they travel, and will be hungrier for coin. They’re not more or less trustworthy than a normal ship hire - any crew is just as likely to try to tip you into the ocean if they think you have something of value to them.”

“They ain’t just pirates, I’m telling you. They’re all highly trained thieves … and their tricks can beat even the most skilled swordsman.” “Trained?” Tristan raised an eyebrow. “You’re implying they have someone as a master or lord or whatever.” “Aye, they have. Folks say they have Pirate Lords … and the Pirate King ruling above all.” Tristan’s hand went to check Draphiron’s core inside his pocket. If such thieves would come to attack the ship, he had to plan beforehand. But his trust in his sword skills overwhelmed his anxiety of losing the core. He probably could still fight even when he’s out of the country.

“Heh...” Zachber sneered at Andrius’ arrogance. “How fearless. In that case, get him, boys! Kill him, chop him into minced meat, and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks!” As soon as he finished speaking, the pirates rushed forward like a swarm. These pirates often roamed the sea and relied on their skills for killing and looting. They indeed possessed a fierce aura. Many of them had calluses on their hands, bulging temples, and moved like the wind. They were all seasoned fighters. However, they were no match for Andrius at all.

The stink of dark sorcery clung to him, unmistakable even amid the chaos. Pirates wielding cursed blades surged onto their deck, faces contorted with malice and a thirst for violence. The weapons glowed with an eerie light, leaving trails of dark energy as they swung. Amelia's human crew met them with defiance, fighting with a desperation that matched the pack's. The cursed weapons took their toll, and she saw men fall, wounded and bleeding, but even then, their resolve held strong.

The bar keeps straightening up and gives a warm and friendly smile, pouring another round of swish into the empty glass by him. The orc's voice trembles with fear and anxiety. "There are no pirates here I'm afraid. After all, piracy would be unlawful, the only one left in Sky World is that King of Pirates and he isn't here." Tegan halts his hand forward as if saying to stop pouring, the glass is only half full, but Gord gives in to the demand and puts the bottle down. "The lone wolf crazy King of Pirates, here? I don’t think so. Besides mostly women have checked in today." The Chosen grips the base of the glass and lifts the hem to his nose, giving it a good smell before dripping the liquor

They were the sixteen other brothers I had left behind. The ship's security forces had already been scared out of their minds as they threw their guns into the sea and lay trembling on the deck. Hank watched those pirates close in and shut his eyes in despair. Yet, these sixteen ruthless pirates, the very men who had given navies around the world endless headaches, stopped together when they were around ten feet in front of me. Then, they raised their heads and roared as one. "Welcome back, Captain!"

She bet her sister would be green in envy when she saw this gown. She was also excited to meet her great grandfather Oscar Ariola. The man was infamous for betting all their wealth in a card game with a pirate. She wondered how a very wealthy man ended up facing the pirate. Pirates are rakes who prey on the misfortunes of sailors and people in business on the high seas.

When England said that he would steal Spanish ships, he gladly obeyed. He was given a small army of fifty men to accompany him on his journey. He envisioned a bright future and to make that future a reality he created the leather book. The first serve was in the Pacific. On a stormy day, the mast was broken by the waves, there was no hope for the ship. And then the Spanish fleet was sighted. The pirates didn't waste a second and flipped their ship to pieces. When they arrived aboard the cargo ship, victory was easy. There were only supplies and hardly any soldiers. The cargo ship was made to withstand storms, and with it Captain Red returned victoriously to the shores of England.