What's a lady to do when
she's boarded by ruthless brigands and barbarous buccaneers, kidnapped on the
lawless High Seas?
Stripped to the skin by
piercing eyes.
Captive and claimed by
rough, strong hands.
She knows it's forbidden but how can she resist... a pirate's pleasure.
Excerpt:
Snippet from Edward’s
Law by Felicity Brandon
Edward smiled. “As you can see, I have news of my own.”
He tilted his head in the direction of Alice, and for an
excruciating moment, both men turned and regarded her. Alice’s face burned with
embarrassment, and instinctively, she lowered her gaze, her attention falling
on the stiff ropes at her wrists.
“A woman, Captain?”
“Very observant, Carlisle,” said Edward with a laugh. “Yes, a
stowaway by the name of Alice Jaggers.”
“But a woman, sir,” the other man repeated. “It’s bad luck to
have a woman onboard.”
Alice lifted her chin with interest. Bad luck, huh? This could
be her way off the vessel altogether.
“Only if you subscribe to superstitions,” countered Law in an
amused tone. “Which as you know, I do not. It is not luck that has brought us
good fortune in the past but our own fortitude.”
Carlisle raised his brows but said nothing to protest. “How did
she get on board, sir? And what are we to do with her?”
Alice’s belly twisted at the last question, her gaze darting
once more to Edward Law. Until today, he was a man she had barely even
contemplated—the man at the auction, a name on a list at Christie’s, but
nothing more. Now, it seemed Mr. Law held Alice’s destiny in his hands, and she
was heady with the new reality.
“I found her hidden in my quarters,” explained Edward as he
turned to face Alice. “As for your second query, Carlisle, we
are not going to do anything with her. As captain, our guest is my
responsibility.”
She gulped at the way he made that sound, suddenly unsure if she
should be grateful or afraid—worse was the way Alice’s body was reacting to the
tattered captain. Where she had previously been disgusted by the sight of the
man, she was fast becoming compelled. The weight of his stare and his
authoritative presence had affected Alice in ways she could never have
foreseen, and as she met his gaze again, she was perturbed by the way heat
pooled beneath her gown.
“I should like you to stand guard outside my door while I
address the crew.” Edward’s focus was back on Carlisle now. “I am sure you can
understand I cannot have any of the men stumbling upon her by mistake.”
Carlisle turned to look at Alice, his brown eyes drilling into
her. “Aye, sir,” he responded after a moment. “I can understand.”
Law moved toward him, resting his hand on the shorter man’s
shoulder. “I would trust only you with this objective, my friend,” he said
solemnly. “Keep her safe for me.”
“You can count on me, Captain,” Carlisle smiled, revealing two
crooked front teeth.
“Good. Then I must depart.” Law turned in Alice’s direction,
fixing her with a hard stare. “I shall not be long, but until that time, behave
yourself.”
Alice pulled in a deep breath as both men stalked from the room.
She watched as the door slammed closed behind them, imagining Carlisle waiting
just beyond. A potent myriad of emotions stirred as she heard what she assumed
to be Law’s boots pacing away.
No man had ever spoken to her that way. Even her father had
treated his only daughter with courtesy and respect when he addressed her.
Alice blinked, shaking her head as she processed what she was
feeling.
On the one hand, she was embarrassed at her current predicament,
entirely of her own making, and no idea how it would be reconciled, but on the
other hand, she was seething with indignation at the way she had been treated.
The way Law had spoken to her—dressing her down like a servant. Her face flamed
as she recalled his proximity and the way he had touched her—the nerve of the
man—then had somehow made her admit the error of her ways aloud. That was a
feat no one had achieved before. Alice may have been guilty, but she would
never have admitted such, especially to a stranger.
She sighed, eyeing the captain’s quarters as she struggled
against the ropes. Being bound this way was intolerable—just like Law’s
insufferable arrogance and the way he made assumptions about Alice. He assumed
she would obey him and would be pliant to his plans. She snorted—the man had a
lot to learn about Alice Jaggers if he thought she would remain compliant. She
had not sneaked her way on board just to end up his bound captive, yet even as
resentment burned in her blood, there was also something else. His commanding
presence, just like the bondage, had stirred something in Alice.
Something she had not expected.
Something that felt like desire.
Blurb:
Discover seventeen wicked historical romances, in 'Pirates, Passion and Plunder'
Prepare for hair-raising shenanigans.
Pirates make their own rules.
THE CAPTAIN’S CAPTIVE
by Victoria Vale
RAVEN
by Ashe Barker
ROGUE BOOTY
by Golden Angel
THE BLOND DEVIL OF THE SEA
by Celeste Barclay
BOUGHT BY THE BUCCANEER
by Vanessa Brooks
TAKEN BY SIN
by Sky Purington
THE SEA WOLF
by Lee Savino
EDWARD’S LAW
by Felicity Brandon
PIRATE’S RUIN
by Marie Hall
OWNED BY THE PIRATE
by Sue Lyndon and Celeste Jones
TROUBLED WATERS
by Jane Burrelli
PURSUING HER PIRATE
by Jaye Peaches
HIS STOWAWAY
by Measha Stone
HIS WICKED WAYS
by S. Cinders
CUT AND THRUST
by Simone Leigh
PIRATE’S PLEASURE
by Mariah Stone
LADY EVANGELINE’S PIRATICAL PERSUASION
by Emily Tilton
Edwards’s
Law by Felicity Brandon
The Dexterity—designed to be the pride of
the King’s navy, is mine.
Or, at least, she should have been, had the
scoundrel Edward Law not waltzed into Christy’s auction house and stolen her
from right under my nose.
But if Law thinks he can claim what
rightfully belongs me to me, then he has another thing coming.
No man can make demands on me, be he
gentleman, or otherwise.
I won’t concede to his dark, brooding eyes.
I won’t surrender to his iron will.
Edward Law means nothing to me…
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