A Christy Award finalist and winner of two Inspirational Readers’ Choice awards, MaryLu Tyndall dreamt of tall ships and swashbuckling heroes during her childhood years on Florida’s Atlantic Coast. She holds a degree in Math and worked as a software engineer for fifteen years before she penned her first novel. Now, with more than twenty-five books published, she makes her home in California with her husband, six children, four grandchildren and various stray cats.  Her hope is that readers will not only be entertained but will be brought closer to the Creator who loves them beyond measure. For more information, visit her website at marylutyndall.com

Charlisse Bristol sets off on a voyage in search of a father she never knew, only to become shipwrecked on an island. She longs for a father’s love to fill the emptiness in her soul from an abusive childhood, but resigns herself to a lonely death of starvation. Her salvation comes in the form of a band of pirates and their fierce, enigmatic leader, Captain Merrick.

The last thing Merrick expected to find in the middle of the Caribbean was a beautiful maiden. Now he is burdened with the task of not only protecting her from his crew, but from himself. A recent convert to Christianity, Merrick is haunted by a sordid past while he struggles to become a better man and accepts a mission from God to hunt down the most vicious pirates on the Caribbean. 

Charlisse can make no sense of Captain Merrick. A pirate who prays and drinks rum? Breaking her vow to never trust any man, she finds herself falling for the pirate/priest, who more than once risks his life to save her. When she confides in him her quest to find her father, Merrick agrees to help. What he doesn’t realize is Charlisse’s father is the ruthless Edward the Terror, the one man Merrick has vowed to hunt down and kill.

Evil forces are at work against Charlisse and Merrick: enemies, battles, imprisonment, jealousy, and betrayal, all threaten to destroy not only their new found romance but their very lives. It will take a miracle—or several—for either of them to survive.


Legacy of the King's Pirates

Charlisse sipped the rum-laced tea Smithy had brought her and watched Isabel curled up on one of the leather chairs fast asleep. Although it was the middle of the day, the poor girl had sunk into the seat after Kent left and quickly nodded off. Drawing one last gulp of the pungent tea, Charlisse lay back on the pillow, hoping either the rum or her own exhaustion would transport her into unconsciousness. But the torment of her soul forbade any rest. Weak from loss of blood and now dizzy from the liquor, she could not even pace the room in her distress, but was confined to the bed like a condemned prisoner chained to her coffin.


Alone and abandoned … even by your own son.


"No." Charlisse hugged herself against a sudden chill. "That's not true."


The rum swirled through her thoughts, knocking each rational one senseless until nothing but a muddled band of flailing notions remained.


Chapter 64: To the Depths of the Sea, Part 2