Through Dark Storms (Beneath Black Sails, #4)

by Clare Sager

“Queen of Pirates, Queen of My Heart, the best bounty I ever chased, the most infuriating woman I’ve ever known”—the corner of his mouth quirked—“the most wonderful, too…” His chest rose and fell under her hands. “I love you.”

In the horrible time she was missing, he’d found a deliciously smutty book in her cabin and it had given him several intriguing ideas.

He’d proven himself a hundred times over, and she’d not only forgiven him, but fallen completely, gloriously, irrevocably in love with him.

Pirate Queen, Vice Stormblade, first of her name.”

“Friends come and go, like waves on the shore, but the true ones stick around in your life, like an octopus to the face.”