Storm Pirate Novels & Stories

The Tornado still far away from us, keep us safe and have us a hope that it can still leave the place safe. The Tornado is far away from us but it effect is strong enough to reach out side. Captain was not able to take control of the ship before but now, I see he is in good control of it. Standing beside the Mr Gibbs, whose the captain of the ship is Captain Babbosa, the whole pirates Captain. Babbosa and Gibbs argues allot whenever it comes to sailing the ship. They were already arguing when the hurricane was still on control but now things are going normal.

’ Thomas said, and Captain Casablanca smiled. ‘Comrades, let’s have a toast for victory.’ As they were discussing, a storm arouse on the sea, tossing the ship here and there. It was a heavy storm. ‘Men, we have to suspend the toast for now. Let’s meet later. Let’s attend to this wind.’ They all ran outside out of the cabin. There was water already on the deck when they got out of the cabin, and Captain Casablanca ordered some of the pirates to get the water out of the deck. Thomas was also giving orders to his men.

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

I close my eyes, focusing on her fingers soothingly stroking my hair and the comforting rhythm of her heartbeat. Raven Anita had fallen asleep on my chest as light rain pitter pattered against the windows. The trauma of that night still haunts her. Storms, like the one that just passed triggers PTSD attacks. I’m the only one who can calm her down. She’s been to an odd number of therapists but none of which can help her.

Rain threw Storm his keys and left walking with Kiera. "That was weird," I said looking at Blaze. "Things are not as they appear, Syla," he said smiling. "Bet he didn't see that coming." Blaze laughed. Storm just shook his head laughing and got drinks out of the cooler in the back of the Hummer and handed me one, as we settled back down by the fire again. After a long silence, Storm spoke up, " I am an investigator, and I run pack security. I tend to be aggressive, but I will follow my brothers, and I love Photography and storm chasing." he said smiling.

‘I thank the Goddess for you every day too,’ I told her. Before either of us could finish him, movement exploded from the shadows to our left. Another vampire burst from the side, fangs bared, blade already descending in a killing arc aimed at Storm's exposed flank. Storm reacted with pure instinct. She spun with breathtaking speed, her massive body pivoting like a dancer despite her size. Her tail whipped low in a burning arc, trailing phoenix fire like a comet's tail. The sweep caught the attacker mid-lunge, his feet vanishing from beneath him as if the ground itself had betrayed him. He crashed onto his back with a bone-jarring impact that drove the air from his lungs in an audible whoosh

His profile against the sunset, the line of his jaw, the way his locs were tied back with a piece of blue string. “What do your photos tell?” she asked. “That the world is worth saving.” He turned to meet her eyes. “Even the parts we haven’t mapped yet.” Something in her chest pulled tight. **Chapter 3: The Storm** The storm hit on day nine. It came fast, the way they do out here. Sky going green-black, wind whipping the water into something mean. Zamir helped her secure everything on deck, both of them soaked through in minutes. Rain so hard it stung.

Storm spun, firing a shot that caught the attacker in the shoulder, but the force of the collision sent his gun flying into the tall grass. The rogue slammed into his back, clawing at his throat. Storm roared, reaching over his shoulder to grab the wolf by its fur and flipping it over his head. The rogue hit the ground with a thud, and Storm didn't hesitate. He delivered a brutal kick to its ribs, but two more were already on him.

He looked like a Spirit wolf. The Gamma launched at him, but Damien successfully dodged. The Gamma attacked again, and Damien dodged. They were at it for a while with Damien dodging every attack. It was clear Alex didn't want to hurt him. Getting frustrated he turned to mist to attack, but Damien did something no spirit wolf had ever done before. He stood on his hind legs, grabbed the head of the mist and pinned it down. A golden light began to emit from him. The rest of the pack backed away, afraid of being touched by the light. The Gamma became whole again under Damien's paws, and Alex spoke in what seemed like a roar.

Trei whispered to me as we were seated right next to each other. “You can tell me that when we are out of this situation,” I told him. “Guys? I lack visuals. I don’t think I can control the tides if I can’t see them. Should I go out there and push them back?” Byron suggested. “No. Whatever happens, we must stick together.” Skyr says. “Maybe this old sub has a turbo or something?” He asked hopefully. “It does. But I would not recommend using it.” “Why?” “Because I was only able to acquire this ship because it was...under repair,” Trei admitted and laughed nervously.