Thriller Bark Pirates Novels & Stories

Verity said and both of us backed away from the pirates that closed in on us on the open deck. A female pirate trudged closer to us on the deck. She had a rugged look with braided hair and wore a tricorn cap. Her eyes glinted as she licked her front teeth, sniffing at me and Verity. She smirked, chewing on a chewing gum. “Read it wrong, darling?” she lifted my chin, leaning in. “This ain’t ship 333. This is ship 33.3. People always miss that dot, lose their shot at life." She sang those words. “Haha. Girls like you do that more often.” She laughed and the men with her broke into malicious laughter.

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.

I Midnight, the Pirates’ Captain was awakened when he felt that their boat was moving violently. He was about to stand-up when the sudden roughness of the sea stopped and their boat slowly returned to its normal sailing. Then he noticed the Thregonad woman beside him whose eyes are now open too and seemed to be dreamily smiling at him. “So, you are awake too. Based from your smile I have a hint that you wanted me to fuck you. Is that right woman?” he asked the woman in a savage way to turn her off, but the woman smiled more.

Something huffing like it nearly breathed along his neck. But when he turned there was nothing there. Still, the feeling of eyes was inescapable. Echoing through the forest and fading into the distance. There was nothing there. Only the sounds of water splashing echoed through the trees, fading into the distance. Jumping from Heretic’s back he rushed to the shack, throwing aside the rushes to enter. Smoke filled the shack so thickly it was foggy. The smell of burning skin filled the air seeping to the doorway in potent waves. She’d scooted back against the rocks behind her. A small branch protruding from the log she was tied to was gripped so tightly her hand shook.

Gage I didn’t want to take the time away from the pack to meet some she-wolf from the west coast who is looking for her mate, but Piper has helped me a lot, so I agreed. ‘It would be nice to find our mate, too,’ Tybalt, my wolf, grumbles in my head. ‘Yeah, because every she-wolf out there is just dying to bond herself to a man whose father and older brother have been convicted of human trafficking and murder or accessory to murder.’

With Eagle by his side, they dragged her up to the deck, shouting to the others, "Arm up, boys! Don't be scared, we've got ourselves a bargaining chip!" The whole boat erupted into chaos as every last crook. Cooks, laborers, and sailors rushed to the deck, ready for a showdown. Over 20 men, all loyal to Briscoe, charged onto the deck in a frenzied rush, brandishing guns and machetes. They were the epitome of outlaws. Under Briscoe, they committed acts of murder, arson, smuggling, kidnapping, and trafficking—each one a pirate who laughed in the face of death.

The ship was a jagged silhouette of radar-absorbent carbon fiber, looking more like a shark made of obsidian than a vessel of mercy. "The crossing will take four days if we hit the currents right," Aris shouted over the roar of the turbines. She was hunched over a holomap of the Atlantic, where glowing red zones marked "Dead Tides"—areas where the water was so saturated with corrupted code that the ship’s hull would literally begin to dissolve. "But we aren't alone out there, Jade. The pirates in the Mid-Atlantic aren't looking for gold anymore. They're looking for 'Update' cores. To them, Caspian isn't a man; he’s the world’s most expensive battery." The Ghost in the Cabin

“Karkov is outside boss” “WHAT?” – I bark “HOW THE ACTUAL FUCK DID HE FIND US?” I get up with the chair falling behind me, I grab my gun from my top drawer and walk towards the door. I see all of my men pointing their guns at Karkov’s men. “Well well well if it isn’t the all mighty shark” – Karkov grins “What do you want?” – I bark “Truce” – he smiles and I don’t believe it “You want truce? And why should I do that and not blow your brains out here and now?”

Still looking puzzled, Andras asked, “Big Brother Tyr, you can be frank about what you want to say. The way you’re behaving is scaring me.” “Okay.” Tyr nodded and popped an apple slice into his own mouth. “You have been engaged in smuggling activities over the years. You must be very familiar with this area of the sea, right? “I heard that this area is always infested with pirates, yet your goods have never been seized by them.” Andras was thunderstruck at first, but he soon returned to his usual self. “Big Brother Tyr, you got it right. This area of the sea is indeed infested with pirates all year round. There are quite a number of them. Indeed, my goods are rarely seized by them.”

“Silverpine will not surrender anyone. Not to Blackrock. Not to Fyre. But if answers will keep us safe—then let’s go get them. Thalia leads the way.” A cry rises from the pack, rough and wild—hopeful, terrified, unbroken. Even the pups, clutching their mothers, raise their small voices in a ragged howl. The smoke begins to clear, but the path ahead has never felt more uncertain. As the last echo of the raven fades and the Blackrock threat melts into the trees, I look around at the battered, stubborn faces of my pack. For the first time since I ran from everything I loved, I am not alone.