The Pirate Book Novels & Stories

"I've read that book. It's so good. You should totally check it out." I glanced at the cover, and mentally rolled my eyes. Of course I would grab some pirate romance novel. "Yeah, thanks," I said. She pushed her glasses up her nose, and scooted in beside me. "If you like that one, you'll love this one," she said, while I watched Ansley through the glass talking to Professor Heckles. She shoved some book in my face with a half-naked guy on the cover. "Yeah, I'll check this one out, too," I said, placing it under my arm.

I picked up a book about a young girl who lost everything at such a young age but still rose to be the head of a pirate ship, earning both respect and recognition throughout history. I was so lost in the story that I didn't realize that there was someone there in the room with me, until I heard someone clearing their throat loud and clear. Shocked, I looked up to see who could still be awake in the middle of the night and was surprised to find Alpha Arnold smiling down at me. I reciprocated his silent greeting and raised the book in my hand for him to see. “I hope you don't mind that I borrowed this,” I asked him. Silently, he walked straight to the shelves and brought out a book. With the w

"Yes, when I ran from the orphanage, a sailor offered me a job on his ship. He turned out to be a pirate, and I quickly learned the ropes, and I climbed them until I got my ship and crew.” "Wow, congratulations," I said genuinely, and she flashed me a proud smile. "Thank you," She smiled. "But how does a pirate go from robbing ships to stealing servers?" I asked her. "And how the fuck did you even know that I'm Alex, and how the fuck did you find where I store my servers? Why didn't you steal all of them while you were at it?" I couldn't help but ask her all these questions. Her eyes flashed with excitement at my questions.

Even bloodthirsty pirates wouldn’t dare stand against him. “Do not…touch…my…Linda.” Dicken cast his gaze onto me before sweeping to the group of ruthless pirates. His lips revealed a threatening smile as his throat released a deep sound resembling a growl. This must have been the first time these pirates had encountered such a ferocious creature. They couldn’t help but take several steps back in terror. Even their grip on their guns and rifles weakened as their hands shook.

Just then, a fisherman who came down from the boat called out to Andrius, “Young man...” Andrius stopped and asked, “Do you need something?” The fisherman glanced at the depths of the island, lowered his voice, and said fearfully, “This island is the territory of the notorious One-Eyed Pirates. You’d better leave before they discover you. Otherwise, once they know you’re new, they’ll rob your belongings and throw you into the sea to feed the fish.”

They can kill someone easily. Oceans are scary but the people living in them are much scarier. To be honest, I don't have any ideas what's pirates truly are since I only did read them on a piece of compiled paper with a dusty cover lying at the topmost shelves in our library. But those burning manors, the weeping of the people in the port is enough for me to know that pirates are purely cruel. They didn't care about what will happen to the people and they only think about their greediness and selfishness.

The man sighs, but moves to sit by Cherum in the spot I had just left, leaving Jack and me alone. “I’m sorry, lass. I’ve got only one glass,” Jack lifts it to show me. “Why don’t we share it then?” I bat my eyelashes, flirting in my usual way, though he’s too tipsy to care much. “A pirate never shares what’s his,” he leans in to whisper, “he takes what he wants, then never lets it go.” A small smirk plays on my lips. “I declare this mine then,” I steal the glass from in front of him. “Thank you for reminding me, Jack, what a pirate should live by.” Steal what you want, and never let it go.

If you want something, just take it. Master Adret, then I take my leave. Asking a master mage of 15th level to lend you a hand for 5,000 gold coins is the most basic of things. And as anyone can see, in the blink of an eye, more than 500 pirates were killed and the Wizards' Tower construction site was left unscathed. The four three-masted sailing ships and six two-masted sailing ships that carried the pirates over are considered spoils of war, and Christine could have kept them for herself, but she chose to give them to Master Adret for 15,000 gold coins, half of their estimated value.

I'm afraid I'll have to stop here Princess or else I might wet my own paper after working so hard on writing. I promise I'll be back soon Lia. Don't forget me okay? Love you. Your Little Prince, Zale Felix Cohen. " - You remember how your heart had slowly ripped inside your chest as you read every written word. You recalled the faint drops mingling with the letters written on that piece of paper. Those tears didn't come from you though. They were already there when you got the letter. They were his tears. You remember noticing the messy penmanship, grudged in a way than usual. Your heart snapped when you realize he was writing it with a trembling hand.

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?