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 amulet that was resting on my chest pulsed with a discernibly greater frequency than it had before. Like it was hinting to us about something and that we should act in haste.

The warmth it was expelling into my body intensified, to the point I could faintly hear it humming. Yet, it goes past unheeded as fear crippled me to the bones. Rendering me immobile in my spot.

Everyone had unsheathed their swords, circling around me, keeping me safe in the inner circle. Despite this, I am certain that they will not have a chance against whatever it is that waits beyond the shroud of fog. If it will kill us all, there will be no stopping it.

The low beastly growls grow louder. The sound of their talons scraping against the ice made the hairs on my arms stand underneath the thick layers of my coat. My heart was pounding in my throat, though I tried to steady my breath and calm the rising panic inside me.

Chapter 101: Two Heads