High Seas, Higher Stakes Novels & Stories

Together, they would have to navigate this uncharted territory as the ship sailed deeper into the darkening night. As the air crackled with tension, Amelia could sense the urgency of their argument building, swirling like the tempestuous sea beneath them. Gabriel's fists clenched tightly against the railing, and Lucas’s brow furrowed with determination as they squared off, voices rising in a passionate clash—two fierce hearts laid bare, vying for a truth that had yet to be shared.

Everyone in the city knows that Michael Shaw despises me to my core. He even takes pleasure in humiliating me in public at banquets. He sneers, "My family made its fortune through gambling. Nancy Jackson is just a pretty face who can't even recognize all the suits in a deck of cards. Marrying her would be worse than marrying an inflatable doll that at least reacts!" Still, the marriage agreement between our families comes first. On top of that, the fake heiress, who is his true love, can't have children. So, he forces me to gamble with him. "If you lose, I want your womb to bear me a child. You have to get a C-section without anesthesia," he demands cruelly. I've long had enough of him a

"The sea is rising. The war is coming. Claim your mate." Killian let out a dark, guttural growl that shook my very center, catching my mouth in a kiss so rough, wet, and possessive it completely stole the air from my lungs, his tongue invading with a heavy, territorial hunger as his hand ripped through the front fastening of my trousers, claiming the dripping heat of my center while the shadow of the black fleet began to gather across the eastern horizon.