Luna_Primrose

***Book 1 Completed***

It is not always the prince who sweeps a maiden off her feet. Sometimes the person who is thought to be a villain is actually the true hero of the story.

Hence, only a keen eye can see beyond the rough edges. 

“DANGER!”

That's one of the things that can be associated with him.

However, how can one revered as dangerous be at the same time the one that can make her heart beat down her throat and caused her breath to hitch?

How might she avoid him when each time he gravitates toward her, she finds herself unfit to move? 

Entrapped.

Dazed.

Bathe with palpable tension no one could rupture.

Was it just fear? Or on the other hand, was it something entirely different? A blossoming passion, perhaps? A forbidden love that would send both their worlds reeling upside down.

Many have tried to escape the claws of fate, yet close to none have succeeded. 

Vereena Braxton, daughter of an Admiral from House MacGhille. An epitome of flawlessness she had to uphold and a scandal to avoid. Everything is perfect as her destiny had already been planned out as she ought to marry the crowned prince.

That is, until one night, pirates came along their harbor and caused mayhem across their city. Where she finds herself in the clutches and at the mercy of a vicious pirate, stowed her away from the life she once knew.

But with the time they spent, Vereena has come to ask herself. Has he really taken her as a captive, or has he set her free from the rigid society she lived in?

WSA Theme: Historical

The Admiral’s Daughter and the Pirate King

The booming thunderclaps blasted overhead, but Callum's voice transcended over the raging downpour.

He swore under his breath again as the torch he was holding instantly kindled out from the rain. The entire island was completely engulfed in darkness, and the only light that he had to guide him was the lightning that was ripping through the night sky.

Callum shouted once again, tossing the torch since it was no longer useful, while continuing his way to pave the thick weeds entwining before him, hoping to spot a lump of a body on the ground.

He and the lass are supposed to be in the cave now, along with the rest of the crew, while the storm lambasted the island. Yet, here he is now, together with the young lad that the lass had been so fond of.

Chapter 30: Icy Lips