Celia talks her way free of the worst nightmare, and Raudur makes an enemy

Every night, Eliana tossed and turned in her bed. Soaking her sheets in sweat… her heart racing. She might have escaped from Banshee’s...

It had been six weeks since since Raudur had taken over command of Banshee’s Wail. These days he rarely heard screams from bellow decks…...

Raudur pulled the hood down further over his head, keeping the rain off. It was pouring, and cold… even in the warm south seas, the storm...

“SUCK IT WHORE!” Eliana woke with a start, bolting upright in bed and halfway jumping out of it before she realized where she was. She...

Celia tested the shackles binding her to Damara’s rack, despite the iron biting into the flesh of her wrists and ankles. She knew she...

Eliana tugged at the collar of her shirt… the dress uniform wasn’t hers, and it hadn’t been tailored to fit perfectly. It was slightly...

Celia was convinced that this is what hell was like. For the next three weeks on the ship, the marine captain and her lover learned a lot...

Watching the fires of the burning ship disappearing on the horizon, Celia embraced Eliana. She didn’t care that one or two pirates...

The wind rose clear and strong the day the Sacred Star sailed into its home port of Constantos, pulling the two masted schooner through...