The Pirate's Prophecy

The Pirate's Prophecy

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He laughs, the sound rich and rough, sending a shiver down my spine. "God, you're infuriating." I mutter, glaring at him as our blades lock. "And you're intoxicating." He replies, his voice dropping to a whisper. My breath hitches. In that split second of distraction, he twists his blade, knocking my cutlass from my hands. Before I can react, he steps forward, pinning me against the railing, his blade at my throat. His breath brushes my skin, his green eyes dark and unreadable as they stare into mine. "Yield?" He murmurs, his voice soft but dangerous. My chest heaves. Our breaths mingling in the narrow space between us. His eyes are locked on mine, dark and smoldering, and I can't look away. "Never." I breathe, my heart hammering in my chest. The tension between us snaps, sharp and undeniable. His gaze drops to my lips, lingering there for a moment that stretches impossibly long. *********** They never asked to be chosen. They never asked for a prophecy. But destiny doesn't care what they want. Isabella's world shatters when she and her friends are thrust into a realm of magic, danger, and secrets older than time itself. Forced into a fight they don't fully understand, they must rely on each other-and on the mysterious stranger who carries more shadows than answers. As love blossoms where it shouldn't, as loyalty is tested, and as grief carves its mark into their hearts, Isabella learns that strength isn't born from power-it's forged in the bonds we refuse to let break. But every victory comes at a cost. And when one war ends, another begins. Epic, romantic, and heart-wrenching, a story of friendship, sacrifice, and the kind of love that refuses to be forgotten-even in the face of destiny.
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{BOOK1} I open my eyes to a dark room as my senses slowly crept in. This isn't a pillow! Pillow don't have abs or heartbeats. My head snuggled into a chest, legs tangled up and strong muscular arms wrapped around me protectively. I yelp and struggled against a vice grip that didn't even budge. " Let go of me y-you y-ou beast. " That's all I could come up with? My treacherous body has no urgency to fight against our captor. I wiggle my body and prayed for some sort of adrenaline rush while cursing and calling him every bad word I know. Which regrettably isn't a lot. In a swift move, he's between my legs and my dress yanks up to my hips. His warm shirtless tone body smashes into mine and pinned my arms above my head. I felt a slight panic so I wiggle and squirm even more yelling at him. He groans low in this throat and flexed his hips. "OH" I seize my action immediately when I felt his solid hard erection nudge me, sending all sort of confusing sensations throughout my body. I gasp. " I told you to stop moving." He teased. I can't see his face but I can still feel his intense smug gaze on me. " Get off of me you. you. you-" " Bastard?" He helps. " Yes, bastard!" Can't even come up with your own insult Silver. I scold myself. " When I imagine you writhing beneath me you're moaning and screaming my name..." His lips brush my cheek. Oh god " while that sweet wet tight pussy of your's contract around my dick as I thrust deep inside of you." His hoarse deep voice filled with so much passion, lust and desire. I swear if I wasn't lying down I would be on the floor. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright law ... All rights reserved to CherryKel only. No one is allowed to plagiarize, repost this story or anything else that comes to mind, without the author's written and signed consent.

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