Sincerely Not Yours

Sincerely Not Yours

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Valencia always knew that being a pirate was a fancy word for thief. She's not ashamed of her title, in fact she embraced it. But what could a girl do when she's caught between the politics of a human realm and a fae one? When she didn't agree with the way her world operated, she went undercover. Ok, maybe she was threatened to go on the suicide mission, back to her old roots. Fighting between want and need. Arguing with a prince. Scorching caves at night. Training at dawn. Will she be able to successfully betray all she was before her chosen life, or will her past get caught up to her? Her future is on the line. That was her threat, her black mail - her legacy.
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My hand burned against hers, the coil in my lower belly winding up, begging for release. I immediately let go, a blush crawling up my neck. She looked me over, a predatory look falling onto that sharp and stunning face. Her pupils were blown like last night. I wanted to reach out, to touch her, to beg for her to ravish me. - Calypsa had seen ship wrecks far and wide, but none with a female captain so magnetic. Her eyes were the color of sea glass. Black and blue hair. She matched what Calypsa loved most, the ocean. The land was forbidden. It was meant for the humans alone, nymphs were a story, nothing but pirate gossip. Calypsa couldn't imagine the surface beyond fleeting moments when she was a child, but she couldn't ignore this calling. Especially when she had an excuse. To return what didn't belong to her, something that had never bothered her before.

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