Devil of the High Seas Quotes

“He tipped her chin up so that she looked at him. “I will hurry back with the wind full in my sails.” His sweet promise hung in the air, while outside the birdsong faded into the gentle Caribbean night and the breeze and rolling of the waves became a pirate’s lullaby.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Any man in love becomes a romantic.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Yet it wasn’t simply love for her husband that gave her wings to fly. It was a newfound love for herself, faults and all, and not feeling like she had to apologize for being who she was. She’d had moments where she failed, moments where she’d doubted herself, and yet she’d also proven that she was brave, that she was strong. Loving herself gave her the strength and courage to love someone like Gavin. It made this moment all the sweeter.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“All dreamers must wake up sooner or later . . . But what if we wake to something even better than this?”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“I fell in love with you when I saw your gloomy portrait,” she teased. They halted on the beach path that led toward the jungle, and she wondered what she’d said to make him stop. And then she realized she had said the words. “You love me, lass?” His face was so serious it seemed carved of stone. “Yes,” she replied. “I do. And I have no regrets in my admission. It’s how I feel, and as long as I draw breath, I shall own my feelings. I’m proud of them, good or bad, because they are mine. You don’t have to say anything.” “But I will.” He cupped her face in his hands and gazed deep into her eyes. “I love you, lass.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Very well, lass. I’ll give you your dreams. But remember, the higher the climb, the farther the fall. I may not be there to catch you.” She kissed him. “Not all damsels need to be saved by heroes. Some save themselves.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“I live and die like any man does. Why not let me hope for a future where my daughters aren’t told their only value is in being wives and mothers? I don’t want my identity erased. Motherhood and bearing children are important, but that isn’t all that women are. We aren’t only mothers. We are so much more, if only men would let us be so. Let me dream, Gavin, even if it’s all I’ll ever have. Sometimes holding on to the light of a dream is enough to survive a century in the dark.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“She looked over her shoulder at the ship’s bow. The smallest and highest section of the deck at the front of the vessel, the forecastle, had but one lone figure standing atop it. The flying jib front sail billowed above and ahead of him, stretching out into the endless blue of the sea and sky. Gavin stood with his hands braced on the railing, his tall figure displaying his broad shoulders and narrow waist while showing off his powerful thighs. The glint of a short sword shimmered at his hip. Excitement flared within her again. “My pirate,” she whispered with a dreamy smile. My lover, she silently added with a blush.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“She looked over her shoulder at the ship’s bow. The smallest and highest section of the deck at the front of the vessel, the forecastle, had but one lone figure standing atop it. The flying jib front sail billowed above and ahead of him, stretching out into the endless blue of the sea and sky. Gavin stood with his hands braced on the railing, his tall figure displaying his broad shoulders and narrow waist while showing off his powerful thighs. The glint of a short sword shimmered at his hip. Excitement flared within her again.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Josephine combed her fingers through her hair in a way he was coming to recognize as a calming gesture she did without thinking. He made a note to himself to comb his fingers through her hair to put her at ease.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“That’s not what concerns me. It’s the idea of women being used for a singular purpose—to serve a man’s pleasure—and being seen as nothing more. We are not puppets to use and discard. We have lives, we have souls and hearts . . . we aren’t things.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“She pulled him in with a quiet but intense gravity that was unique to her, like the way the earth pulled at the moon.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Yes, and you, darling creature, stretch out like a starfish in your sleep . . . and kick too,” he said with a low chuckle. “I’ll have bruises on my shins from your violence.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“I belong to no man, only to myself.” His eyes darkened at her response, as though he was excited by her defiant challenge. “Be careful, Josie. Never tell a pirate he can’t have something,” Gavin warned. “He’ll be tempted to steal it.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Lady Josephine, you cannot keep a pirate as a pet!”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Chase and find your future off the edge of the map . . .”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“There were no thoughts or dreams of the man she was supposed to marry or the quiet life she was supposed to surrender to. There were only dreams of pirates, heated kisses, open seas, and freedom.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Do you know how to stitch a wound?” he asked suspiciously. She met his gaze evenly. “I do needlepoint quite well—I can’t imagine this is much different.” “Needlepoint?” He barked out a laugh that hurt his shoulder. “Christ, lass, this is my skin, not a cushion.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas

“Sometimes all a man needs is light to find his way to shore, but not everyone is looking for that light. Some men stay trapped in the dark.”
― Lauren Smith, Devil of the High Seas