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

None of us say a word soon as we boarded my father's command ship. The stale awkward silence was like a punch in the gut that make me want to throw up. The tears have already stopped flowing, yet my lids and lashes were still soaked up with them.

I could feel their gazes only set heavily on me. Even without saying anything, I know they are full of questions right now. Things that I don't want to answer yet. Taking a shaky breath, my eyes landed on the dotted figure slowly shrinking from afar just as we departed Middlebron's.

Bluecoats filled my vision everywhere I look around the deck, exacerbating the sickening sensation sitting in my gut. My father's ship is almost twice larger than Jewel's. It's no wonder why Callum's men were easily surrounded and outnumbered. If I hadn't made this choice, things could have gone horribly wrong. Knowing my father, he will show no mercy upon them.

Chapter 126: Coldness