Storm Pirate Novels & Stories

Patrick walked over the upper deck railing and grabbed a hold of it. “The Evening Star can handle anything. Trust her.” Jonah said quietly his grip on the wheel making his knuckles go white. There was no sound, no thunder, and no rain. The waves were almost non-existent. The ship sailed through the ocean like a knife passing through butter. Everything was still. The world was on pause as they all were waiting. Lighting cracked across the dark sky lighting up the ocean. In that split second everything went to hell. It was like the lightning summoned it all. The ocean became enraged. Waves began slamming against the ship making it toss back and forth. Jonah held his stance and held the ship

The storm drove them forward. The sea heaved like a restless animal, moonlight fractured across black waves. Out of the storm’s edge, lights appeared — not from a fishing boat, not a freighter. A sleek cruiser, matte-gray hull with no flag, engines humming like a predator’s purr. Ellie clutched the rail of their dinghy as they approached. “Are we sure about this?” she asked, voice raised over the wind. “They’re mine,” Voss said firmly. “Old friends. Off the record, off the grid. If anyone can move us unseen, it’s them.”

he reassured me, giving my hand another squeeze. “Can I have a hint?” I asked and before I could ask another question, he placed a quick kiss on my lips silencing me. “Now sweetheart calm down I promise you’ll love where we’re going. “I still have a bad feeling about this surprise” I said and he sighed, “we’re going to a lovely dinner and going to spend time together” I nodded accepting his answer and leaned back in my seat. Once we arrived, I felt Lewis shake my shoulder jolting me awake and in front of me laid out was a beautiful city view off a cliff side. “What is it?” I asked, still slightly dazed as I lifted my head looking out the front window seeing fairy lights in the distance.

The remaining five all stood up to their feet and retrieved their swords from the ground and aimed at Storm. "Oh, so you guys are going to play hard to get? At least before you die, tell me who sent you? You saw what I did to your friend, right? I blood bended him and I will do worse to the remaining of you if you don't tell me who sent you," Storm said, trying to talk to them into letting them tell him who placed the order. When he waited for a few minutes and none of them spoke a word rather they were surrounding him, he smirked, his red eyes started glowing. He made fire come out from his two palms and with a speed they didn't even know he possessed, he circled them, ringing them with fir

he smiled. "Hold on to me, just hold on." Chase shouted into the wind. They were bobbing up and down in the raging sea, the rain lashing them. Christine shut her eyes tight, her fingers gripping Chase's arm vice like. Her whimpers dissipated into the violence of the storm. Lightning raced across the blackened sky. The tail end of the jet sank into the depths with one last groan then disappeared.

Bobby screamed his name, because his name has the power to pull mountains. Jairo stepped forward then, "Pa, don’t do this.” For a breath, the estate hung in the exhale. Rodrigo’s face was a map of debts and shame; he had lived under the weight of Sean Murphy’s voice for so long that it had become bone. “¡Corré, Jairo! Run!” When Rodrigo’s fingers curled back, a stray spark followed, dropped onto a slick line of diesel he had prepared. There was a bright and sudden flare..

The halfway mark of the war didn't arrive with a whisper; it arrived with the roar of a hurricane. The *Stella Maris* was still tethered to the jagged Sicilian rocks when the horizon fractured. Dante, the skeletal hermit, didn't need his thermal array to know the world had ended. He tilted his head, sniffing the salt air like an old wolf sensing a forest fire. "They didn't wait for the docks," Dante rasped, his hand tightening on the long-range rifle. "They’re using the tide."

In there, we can dock the ship safely. Just a few hours and we will arrive at the port. I already prepared everything last night as well as their identification cards. Starting today, The Pirate Hellbender will become The Salamander Adventurer. They left all the things that are related to them as a pirate on this ship for their mission and left it all here on this small ship. Drake patted my back and motioned me to follow him inside the cabin. I saw everyone waiting for me inside, though it was not my fault. No one told me that they are holding a sudden meeting today.

Tristan flanked her on one side, Callum on the other, shielding her like she was the only person in this grand, glittering night worth protecting. I stood in the darkest corner of the deck and watched every ray of light fall on Elise. Once, I would have given anything for her to stand in that spotlight, any price at all, because she was a musical genius. I never imagined that the price would turn out to be myself. I smiled bitterly. Then, without warning, the crowd on deck lurched. Champagne spilled across the floor. Before anyone could react, the captain came rushing over. "The coast guard has issued an intercept order. They're demanding we stop the vessel immediately for inspection."

Master Adalet Morningstar cast a level 5 'Group Flight' spell to make them both fly in the air, then grabbed Christine's arm and cast a level 5 'Teleportation' spell, instantly appearing over the construction site of the Wizards' Tower. The torches in the hands of the pirates climbing to the top of the small hill were very conspicuous in the dark night. Master Adret Morningstar slowly cast a level 5 Dead Cloud spell while holding the incantation. A cloud of highly poisonous fog 150 metres in diameter appeared above the pirates and began to drift down the slope. After the highly toxic fog had dissipated, less than 200 of the original 700 pirates remained. At this point, Christine cast a level