Pirates Novels & Stories

Shane stood in court in England. He had a private audience with his majesty. He made up a story, telling him that all the sunken ships had been Pierre. Pierre was a french pirate living on Spanish ruled island. The French and The Spanish King were in the room that Shane was waiting to enter. He wanted permission to bring him in and deal with him as a privateer would. After about two hours, the doors open and a man told him to come in. He entered and bowed before the three kings. The French king spoke first.

Martin responded “Fine I will give him a try” risky but there is nothing wrong in trying something new “Here is an early birthday present from me and your dad” Barb handed him a key “What is this” Well obviously a key but a key to what? “It is a key to your yacht” Martin replied and smiled. Did he just say a yacht? “This is beyond… thank you” William was short of words, I mean who wouldn’t be? “You are welcome son” Martin patted William on his head

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

And it felt wrong to fight someone just for protecting their business. "Evelyn," he said firmly. "People don't care about goods. If a pirate ship has a scary enough reputation, merchants don't think it's worth fighting. Most of the time, they won't fight anyway. Pirates rarely worry about merchants. They're the prize. We worry about coming across military or other pirates." "Other pirates?" Thane smiled. "Yes. Most other ships are fine since we all stick to the same code of conduct. Honor among thieves. But there are violent sailors out there. Dangerous men who want nothing but bloodshed and power

he shakes his head, grabbing a few documents from the side and reading through them, paying no attention to me anymore. I stay quiet and the trip takes 20 minutes when we appear in the docks, one I’ve never seen before, and I can guess why I’ve never been here before, my sandals hit the gravel pathway as Leonardo walks ahead of me and I follow behind patiently, the docks are lined with the largest and expensive yachts I’ve ever seen in my life, I walk forward catching up with Leonardo, what are we doing here? I thought we were going to sign the documents. “And you assumed it would be in some office? He stops brows raised

Facing these semi-Empyreans, who were far beyond their league, the pirates had no hope of resistance. Alden panicked. He had relied on the hostages as his last resort and they were about to be taken away. It all happened so fast, and he struggled to comprehend it. "You're the leader, correct? Why have you been targeting ships in this area? Talk," Alexander interrogated Alden coldly, stepping forward. Pirates operated in organized teams with clear roles. These people were just pawns, handling the dirty work. With a defiant smirk, Alden replied, "Haha! Are you crazy? I'm a pirate. Of course, I target and rob ships."

We are heading toward the Hellbender crew's home, the place where their families are waiting for their arrival. Even the pirates had someone waiting for them, will embrace them, will be happy that they arrive home safely. Pirates are still a person, it's just that they choose to do inhuman jobs. Stealing and kidnapping nobles in exchange for gold coins. I know, it's inequity to someone's side but for them, it's their only way of saving their own family.

“Here’s the question: What is in the middle of the sea?” His eyes swept across the room, searching for volunteers. After a few seconds of silence, he pointed the stick toward the front. “Hmm… Ms. Crissy Madrid, please answer.” Crissy stood up with exaggerated confidence, lifting her chin high. “Of course,” she said, her voice loud and self-assured. “The answer is fish.” Her friends immediately burst into applause, clapping and cheering as if she had solved a great mystery. The rest of the class stared in stunned silence.

I replied and she smiled happily. "So I would've been a warrior?" "Yes, a strong one too with hair this long," I pointed out and her smile grew. "What else happened?" "Well, the kingdom was doing great filled with love and peace until on day ships drifted onto the shore of their land, filled with soldiers who intended to capture the people and take their land-" "Why?" "Greed and hate, they wanted more for themselves and they hated our kind," "Why did they hate us?" she asked sadly "Because of our melanin and the power and strength we have,"

Jonah's stomach twisted in on himself and he felt sick. “It's a bait ship.” Claire said her voice panicked. “Bait ship?” Jonah asked as he watched Jack drop his sword. “The queen has armed ships with her colors posted daring pirates to attack them. When they do, they are overrun with hidden men. They bring in all the pirates, hang them and take their belongings to the queen.” Claire said heading back to the cabin. “What? Where are you going?” Jonah yelled to her. Claire came back out her hat on her head, hair back in a ponytail and her bag slung over her shoulder.