Red-haired Shanks Crew Novels & Stories

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!"

Especially from their grim looks except for one familiar smiling face. “It’s Shady Man,” Katie gasped. “Nice to meet you too once again,” Hassan greeted. “And please stop calling me that.” He had two subordinates behind him. “She’s right, Chief,” one of them said. “You do look like a Shady Man.” Both of his subordinates cackled like hyenas. Hassan’s appearance still looked like a shady person. At least we learned his rank in his guild. The Crimson Shadow chief turned his heels toward them. “One word from any of you, and I’ll send you both to Fang Horn.”

Jim was shaved head while Nick had short hair that brushed his ears. The rogue that held Vastria with the gun was Omar and the two that held onto Elcid was Todd and Ferdinand. Omar was tanned skin with a bowl cut hair while both Todd and Ferdinand looked like twins with both of their hair long and dirty blond. Todd wore his hair in a braid whereas Ferdinand was in a male ponytail. Erik strode to Vastria and looked her up and down then to Elcid. “These two women are too beautiful to cut up with knives. Are you sure you do not want to see if our master can spell them into slavery for us?” He looked to the others smiling.

Shadow thought as Rane pushed forward, lending more of his strength. Shawna, no longer cared about Shaid or her mental issues she needed to get her sons away from the black dragons. This was her first time seeing them and she only knew that they wanted to take her son and use them to release some evil dude locked away in a tomb only her sons blood can open. Her cousins had given her the most important parts of everything that happened since she had been gone. So she wasn't playing around with those motha fuckas she wasn’t going to allow them near her sons.

He gasped as his entire body froze in an instant! Oh, f*ck! His mouth opened wide, and he rubbed his eyes in disbelief! A few thousand ships had docked densely on the coast in front of him! That was right—there were a few thousands of ships there! Tens of thousands of people stood neatly in lines on each of the ships! They were in uniform robes, but the colors were different—gold, green, red, blue, and yellow! It was apparent that they were disciples of a particular sect! 'But what kind of a sect is this?'

"Ahm ... No, who are you anyway? Jin replied, without any emotion. The muscular men seemed to be insulted by what Jin said, "okay, let me tell you who we are and what danger you will face now, we are members of the Crow ax gang 1st territory, under the leadership of Grandboss -"Before he could finish what he was going to say, Jin turned his back on him and went to Bianca," Are you okay? "Jin asked," Yes, I'm now okay. "Answered Bianca, then Jin lifted her up.

How do you intend to retrieve the stone, the girl is my brother's Angel, he'll kill anyone who moves close to her". "I've taken care of Shane, I sent him on a suicide mission while we make plans to kidnap his girlfriend without drawing the attention of the Witches". . . . Shane roared as he grabbed the head of the huge man and hit it against the wall, The Other attacked from behind but he slashed his chest with claws and headbutt him to the ground. He leaped up the ladder and climbed up to the deck of the ship where men equipped with axe rushed at him in their number.

Banshee and Shane pulled up, and Shamira actually got a snicker. Shane was dressed like every stereotypical golfer you've ever seen, particularly if you have ever watched "Caddyshack." Banshee looked mildly disgusted by his apparel as well and was herself dressed in loose black shorts and a black golf shirt. Shamira had been told that Banshee wearing a color other than black was a sign of the apocalypse. "Mind if we join you?" Shane said. "Clara said you were out here and thought you might like some company." Shamira grinned. "I've talked with Clara, and I'm willing to bet that you just want someone you know you can beat handily."

I could see it was equipped with heavy weaponry and its three masts had deep red sails. The crew consisted of nine men and three women, which included the captain of the ship. I didn’t recognise any of the ones I could see from Westerfell, they all looked as threatening and hostile as the ship itself. From their tanned skin, tattoos, and sharp eyes, I doubted any of these werewolves were from our pack. I would ask Theon about their origin when I had the chance.

“We checked it thoroughly, there is literally no space for any instruments to slide between her skin and the metal. We can't cut through the top, it is super thin and we can't make where the metal ends and skin starts. Apart from it, everything is absolutely fine with her.” They sure cant. This isn't a simple shackle, this cant be. Aeric and I trace the shackle with our fingers, our skin bouncing on the little unknown words engraved on the shackle. Four different lines of words, going around in circles, reunifying in themselves. I take a closer look as if the alien language will reveal itself, probably, speak to us. In this lifetime, I have learned more language than necessary. Some for busi