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The Admiral’s Daughter and the Pirate King

***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

Luna_Primrose · Fantasy
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152 Chs

Chapter 22: Cave

[Vereena]

I was fortunate enough to grow up in a home that provided for all of my needs. A servant who would rush to my aid at the drop of a hat anytime I required assistance of any kind. I have Mrs. Charlotte, that would prepare everything for me right before I open my eyes in the morning. I was born with a golden spoon and a platter of silver. I was trained to be an epitome of etiquette as a lady, and I don't think surviving the wilderness will be an easy task for me. I stared at the untouched jungle right ahead of us. No sign of civilization or anything that would be of help for us. 

Callum moved down, leaping from the dais, and inspected the extent of the ship's damage. Lynx followed him while I remained on my spot, just watching them do their thing. I would be of no help. I would only stand in their way if I tried to follow them around.