Storm Pirate Novels & Stories

“Return my possessions, Lord Thief. Then I will give you mercy. You’ll still have your head on your neck when I kill you.” “Lord Thief … well, that’s a new one,” the captain muttered, his tone sounding calm but irritated. “You, a sweet little biscuit, says you will give me mercy, eh? Seems you ain’t aware of my power … let me show it to you, then.” Tristan prepared for a hard blow, knowing his opponent would use an ability … or a swordsmanship style … “I shall give you a hint of it,” the Pirate Lord raised his cutlass sword, causing it to glow against the darkness, “I command most of the tides … conquered the western seas … and ruled the ocean storms.”

"That’s odd. It’s unlike any mark I have seen in this pack." Storm shrugged, "well, Aaro is unlike any fucking woman I know." I had a snowflake and a crescent moon, probably because of the last name Snowden and because Storm belonged to the Winter Bone pack. But to me, it was pretty fucking obvious why Storm had the mark he did. It’s because I’m from the Iron River pack. I had snow to represent Storm and he had water to represent me.

Kariya asked Dream Chaser to make the ship go faster, so she gave it some power and the ship sped up. After a while Kariya was able to find Jaque and the Red Rebel Raiders. They were flying about searching the desert for the book hoping to avoid the coming storm. Kariya waited for the storm then fired a fireball making sure not to hit his dads ship. Jaque looked around for the culprit, but because of the storm he didn’t see anyone. Using the storm as cover Kariya and the Night nation knights boarded the enemy ship and killed or captured the Red Rebel Raider pirates. Dream Chaser quelled the storm for everyone to see Jaque Cline cowering in fear.

My hands fumble on the rigging, and every movement seems delayed. Wind howls through the now ripped and tangled sails, and giant waves slosh over the deck, threatening my every step. I wasn't fast enough. The storm has found me, and I can't escape it. If I had help, I would have made it, but by myself, I am too slow. I cling desperately to the mast, praying that the storm will stop.

Just then, Ambrose rushed forward, pulling Heather into his arms. Following that, Ambrose nodded toward Neil. "Give him the baby." Neil called out in response, striding towards the boat with the baby in his arms. Yet just then, Neil had only walked a couple of steps when an ear-splitting rumble sounded from the heavens as clouds began to gather and the sky darkened. Whoosh… A huge breeze swept across the originally peaceful ocean! Crap. A storm was about to come. At the sight, both Heather and Forsythe stopped smiling. As one of them was a pirate and the other the princess of the Sea Mackie Clan, both of them had lived most of their lives at sea and knew enough about its mannerisms.

Froster sat just across where she was, his hands trembling while he reloaded his 8 shooter and blast staeve. The thunder of Ragehog and Thornrat’s ordinance still echoed as groups of Fangsworn attempted to flank the steamboat as it pumped through the Suha Marshes’ waterways. Their special passenger, Dorian Keever huddled by one of the corners. Hands on his ears as he blocked away the noise around him. “Captain, your swords.” a voltiir stood in front, his hands outstretched as he presented her blades. Through the blurry vision. She recognized him as Private Storms.

Then climbing up on the boat, Nicolas asked excitedly, “Ready to explore the sea? “Nope, it doesn’t look like a good idea at all,” Daisy replied, grabbing the boat tightly as the moment the boat was released in the wild sea it started dancing like a happy kid. “Don’t worry my princess, your knight will protect you,” Nicolas replied with confidence though he was also struggling in controlling the boat. After trying for quite long, at last Nicolas and Daisy managed to reach the lighthouse standing like a lonely giant in the middle of the sea, quite far away from the shore. The gusty wind and huge waves of the sea gave them a hard time.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.” Storm waved her thanks away. This is what she does. Healing. Her mother was among the pack’s healers and she loved it. “My name is Tasha. What are you doing out here in the cold? You don’t look too fine to me” Storm opened her mouth to tell Tasha that she was banished from her land, but that would lead to many more questions and she really didn’t want to answer all those now. “My name is Storm” Tasha smirked and she smiled at the reaction.

he informed me and shook my head, not liking that shit since my sister was going to be there tomorrow and they were in war with the Vipers over some dumb shit. "Now Antonio knows better than that" I mumbled referring to their Don. "Seems he forgot" Spain replied the hard look on his face clueing me into his thoughts. "We are nothing doing anything stupid," I replied and he nodded making me sigh. "Spain?" "I'm hearing you Jaz" He replied and I nodded taking his word for it, the last thing I wanted was to lose him to something stupid. "Where we going?" I asked "We're going to get Taj, remember we're opening a strip club on King's Way,"

As in! Storm Haha, he’s connecting the dots I see, I get to the stage and Freddie takes my hand as I ascend the steps, he places his hand on the small of my back and kisses my temple. Introduce yourself my love Good evening everyone, my name is Storm Burgesse, daughter of Trillionaire Tycoon Stormas and Thalia Burgesse of Diamond City, I also have three other alias’s I go by I turn to face Dastan who seems to be on the verge of fainting in the corner.