She didn't know what hit her. The times a rugged pirate captain had swung a wooden plank over her head were unfathomable. The amounts of punches she had received from a mutinying crew were innumerable. Now a man was tied up to one of her ship's tall masts. It stormed. His inky hair was still wet from his position in t...
" because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline , no matter how many times it's sent away. "
' you are glad to hear I got my heart broken ? ' " if it can be broken , it means it still works. "
