Through Dark Storms (Beneath Black Sails, #4)

by Clare Sager

“I love her.”

“After everything, how can he not be?”

Heads turned, quiet spread in the wake of fae charm cutting through the bickering, and up on the quarterdeck stood Knigh Blackwood.

Chills. Literal chills

“Now shut up and show them some respect.”

Whatever Sanctuary ended up being, she would always have a place here.

“I am gladly your subject in all things, my Pirate Queen, but let me have this.”

“Queen of Pirates, Queen of My Heart, the best bounty I ever chased, the most infuriating woman I’ve ever known”—the

I don’t want anyone else, just you. Only you. Always you.

“Be quiet, grown-ups are talking.”

I didn’t want to want you, but every day I craved everything about you.”

“In all ways, I’ll still love you.”

He lost himself in it, in her, his Pirate Queen, his fiancée, his future wife.

Shit. Fuck. Bollocks.

“Fuck. Shit. Bollocks. Nope.”

They’d survived. And they’d won. Haven was home.

“It was worth it. You’ve shown me what it is to live.

I hope you’ll always be the octopus that keeps coming back and sticking to my face.”

She was definitely a pirate, because she stole the breath clean from his lungs.

There, under the sun, before the sea, upon their cove, Knigh Blackwood kissed his wife.

“Not even remotely a pleasure.”

Moral of the story: be nice to the giant octopus.”