X Pirate Novels & Stories

Afro said while glancing at the pirate that was separate from the others “I don’t like killing anyone, but I trust that you know what you’re doing.” The captain voiced his concern. “So what are the Red Eye Pirates? Like a group of pirates?” Matthew asked. “Yes. They are the most infamous pirates on Cobalt’s wanted list. They have an armada of 20 ships and over 500 crew members.” The captain said. “That’s practically an army.” Matthew commented. “Their head captain’s name is Morozko Elvich. His right hand men are Halcyon Grotto, Apollo, and Kirilov Jones. Each ship also has their own ship captain and they are all skilled and dangerous individuals.” Afro added.

Another one popped out of thin air. This time it was a young girl wearing a lime colored dress. Her emerald hair that matches her eyes, were tied in pigtails as the soft curls sprung from it. In contrast with the boy earlier she had stunning olive skin. When Ava looked closer, a ghost of a smile emerged from the boy in black as that girl held his hand. "Thade, Fiel. It's uhm-" He scratched the back of his neck and was about to begin explaining when Ava covered his mouth. "He wants to let me live," she snickers while the other two widen their eyes-flustered.

Which is why he felt in his gut tonight was the night to get Marie out. Seb felt Marcos was too edgy and unstable. Marcos had been savagely feeding off the slaves, even killing two by completing draining him. Seb wouldn't let that happen to his sister. Marie entered his room panting tossing a duffel bag on his bed. "Okay I packed everything you said as fast as I could. Now what?" she said breathless. Seb sat down his own bag and went into his closet. He opened up a hidden side door inside that contained multiple weapons and money. For at least fifteen years he'd been slowly gathering items bits at a time for this moment.

Lelandi, you’re too wet and hot for me, I notice. He always had a lewd expression in his eyes when he looked at her. He placed her on the wooden floor by slipping his arms under her. The 19th of September is Speak Like a Pirate Day, so consider that. You’ll be my sea squirt, and I’ll steal your riches. She prepared for her by slipping her hand down to the bulge in his pants and vigorously rubbing it. I won’t be the treasure, sir; I’ll be the pirate captain. He chuckled.

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.”

"They do whatever pleases them. Their mess is not my responsibility. Just go ahead and kill them or report them to the knights. Make sure you play with death very well." Ophelia suggests that "Why won't you command your pirate minions? You're the captain of the ship." "Pirate?" "Dad, what's a pirate?" "I don't do free favors." He shrugs. "It's not a— Alright." I calmed myself a bit. "Perhaps it's the compensation for the fray I had done. What do you want?" "Ten million gold!" "You just got a whole treasure, greedy," Ophelia says. "I cannot afford that. You won't mind if I report your pirate minions for the knights to capture them?"

The bar keeps straightening up and gives a warm and friendly smile, pouring another round of swish into the empty glass by him. The orc's voice trembles with fear and anxiety. "There are no pirates here I'm afraid. After all, piracy would be unlawful, the only one left in Sky World is that King of Pirates and he isn't here." Tegan halts his hand forward as if saying to stop pouring, the glass is only half full, but Gord gives in to the demand and puts the bottle down. "The lone wolf crazy King of Pirates, here? I don’t think so. Besides mostly women have checked in today." The Chosen grips the base of the glass and lifts the hem to his nose, giving it a good smell before dripping the liquor

She bet her sister would be green in envy when she saw this gown. She was also excited to meet her great grandfather Oscar Ariola. The man was infamous for betting all their wealth in a card game with a pirate. She wondered how a very wealthy man ended up facing the pirate. Pirates are rakes who prey on the misfortunes of sailors and people in business on the high seas.

"Unfortunately, I couldn't equalize my ears, meaning I couldn't descend. So I'm here on the boat waiting for my videographer and our guide." She directed friendly chatter into the camera. "I can tell you a little about the history of these waters, though. Everyone's heard of the Pirates of the Caribbean. That's not just fiction; there were lots of pirates around here. Hiram Beakes was one of the most famous pirates of Saba. He's credited with the phrase, 'Dead men tell no tales.'" She continued ad libbing for another few minutes and then grew weary of it, putting away the camera and stretching out on the seat at the rear of the boat.

Meanwhile, the pirates were closely observing their prey's movements. Suddenly, their prey switched off their lights, including their radar, making it difficult for them to locate their prey in the middle of the dark sea. In the depths of the pirate ship, a middle-aged male man was inside his cabin. One of his arms was wrapped around a woman as he sat on the couch, being fed by a gaggle of other women.