The King Of The Pirates Mga Nobela at Kwento

When we reached there, we saw a few warriors reached the land fully drenched in water. I glanced around and saw that he is no where to be found. Colton walked away from me to help the warriors while I I tried to look everywhere for him and in a few minutes the King and Queen reached the place along with Jacey. “How did it happen?” The King questioned the men who have returned. “We won the war with the pirates and turned around after warning to return, but they sent a fire to our vessel making it burn. We all jumped into the water to save ourselves.” One man replied.

Thru seemed to have a leader this time, a huge hooded man with an aura twice as intimidating. "Sebastian Deusdedit," he called out in a eerie tone. "Respect," she spat, "emperor Sebastian, your honor." The hooded blood sucker laughed, an unpleasant sound. "I'm also a king, you know, a lord. The lord of the vampires, what you term as blood suckers." "I don't care what you call yourself but I warn you to stay away from me and my wife." The vampire lord chuckled, throwing back his hood to reveal a deathly pale face with long sharp fangs.

Recently, King Edward Herman and Queen Mary Herman had announced the fixed marriage of their daughter to the King of Country A. Country A was the richest and most powerful nation, ruled by the formidable and ruthless King Alexander Knight, often referred to as the "God of War" for his undefeated record on the battlefield since the age of 15. Country K, in contrast, is a small and vulnerable nation, situated next to Country A. Due to continuous attacks from their powerful neighbor, the people of Country K had suffered greatly. Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors.

Vanir was Jacob St. Laurent, Vanir was the King of Vampires. That was the mantra that I repeated in my head as I made my way to work the next morning, the events of last night still replaying in my mind. Vanir had quickly made work of the newly mades that had come to cause a disruption in one of the human-vampire establishments, the gang of uncultured rebels routing when they saw their King of Vampires had intervened during their raid and then Vanir had drove me home in complete silence, not even bothering to explain or attend to the numerous questions that were raging a protest in my head and I hadn't bothered to let out the sea of questions either.

The pirate was already wary of the crafty advisor, and to see him so easily become king without having to lift a finger was both impressive and concerning. How easily would the magical gnome be able to take him out if things went south? This is what bothered the Captain the most. He did not like feeling helpless. With the Emperor being drugged and Baak dead, Xander was the only uncontrolled member in Cafer's scheme. That is why the pirate had rushed back out to sea: to put distance between himself and the threat.

The threat of vampires returning had seemed to vanish in the face of the threat of rogues. As strong as he was, they didn't have a strong enough leader to get them to agree or to organize a unified plan. Pack leaders argued, shifting the responsibility to whoever had the territory nearest to where the rogues seemed to be heading. No one wanted to think about finding the source of the problem, content to just fight rogues as much as they could. They needed a king. He returned to his pack, exhausted from the trip and frustrated. His wife and luna came to greet him, accompanied by Blade, the leader of their patrol. He shifted carefully and wrapped himself in the robe his wife gave him before ki

He didn’t want to hear any questions or commentaries, which Arlan immediately understood – his foul mood started to creep within him. “I would immediately follow your order, Your Majesty. Is there anymore else you would want to add?” Arlan respectfully asked. He just boringly raised and waved his hand – dismissing him. “I will be leaving for now, My King,” Arlan politely said as he turned around and moved towards the door. He was about to take his second step when the King spoke. “Who placed Elder Courdamus on the Western Pack?” King Hades menacingly asked. Arlan’s mouth ajar – trying to find the right words as he turned around and looked back at him, who was still looking out the glass wind

It was Trei who made it obvious and asked the question that everyone had from their gazes. “By prince, do you mean that it’s the sea king’s son?!” “Queen,” I corrected him. “The sea king is a massive Kelpie named Urei.” Apparently, it was as bad as it looked because the others looked at my brother and me with wide eyes. “Did you two just kidnap the prince of the sea because you could not get the final piece?” Watson questioned us, “Dude, that is sick but a smart move.” He said and nodded at us approvingly.

One of those people was wearing the uniform of the Red Rebel Raiders. “That guy is one of my dads pirates!” exclaimed Kariya. Kariya and Dream Chaser got their beer then moved up to get a closer look at the pirate. “So you’re the new leader of the Sky pirate crew huh?” said a man to the pirate. “Yep, its too bad that Ophilius isn’t around to see this.” Said the pirate. “What happened to him.” “Just between you and me, I sold him out to the Grand Council for stealing the Wing Regalia.” Replied the pirate.

How could they dare without a guarantee of safety? "Hahaha, well? If you hand over all your treasures to me, I promise I’ll let you pass. But if not, even if you’re from the famous Sea Clan, you’ll still die in these waters!" said the pirate king to a man standing at the front, protecting the woman behind him.