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 best feeling in the world is when you wake up and the first thing you will see in the morning is the person you love most. Callum's sleeping face was so tranquil that no storm could ever disturb his beautiful countenance.

Under the blanket, neither of us had any clothes on, and the sun had only just risen beyond the horizon when its gentle rays began to caress his wild mane of hair.

The temptation is just too much for me to resist, and so before I could stop myself, the tip of my index traversed the bridge of his nose. Tracing all the way into the relaxed curve of his mouth and to his chin. Just then I knew he was already awake when a subtle tug pulled the corner of his lips.

"Enjoying the view, mo ghràdh?" Callum's eyes opened, mischief reflected on them soon as they meet mine.

Instinctively, it brought a smile around my face in response, though I was trying to hold myself back from beaming too much.

Chapter 152: Wave