“I’ve got you some hot coffee. It’s cold this morning.” Cassian handed Marina a steaming mug. She put down the sail she was repairing ...

Silence filled the throne room as Marina flexed her fingers to calm the column of water into stillness. She moved the bowl aside, and ...

“Do it,” Lucian said. He lounged back into his black, ornate throne. His dark eyes glinted with anticipated pleasure.  “No,” Marina answered. “I’m too tired. You’ve worn me out.” ...

“Open the sails. Catch the breeze and keep her easy, boys.” Captain Aquilla said as they approached the charcoal-colored isle. A huge, inky cloud hung ...

Can we trust him? Cassian tracked the black dot on the horizon.  He’s turned on his master once. If the asshole’s word is to be trusted. Could ...

Memories flooded Marina’s brain as she pressed her palms against the glass. If only she could touch it, feel the gem under her fingers. ...

This storm is getting worse. Marina fought for balance on the slick deck as the ship pitched across choppy waves. Gray-blue water splashed and soaked the hurried crew as they rushed ...

Inky clouds turned the afternoon into an early midnight as an ebony vessel coasted into Port Victoria. Doomsday itself fell over the pirate town, and for ...

Cassian’s boots echoed on the wooden planks as he moved towards the busy town of Port Victoria. His rigid posture struck a stark contrast with his pained expression. He struggled to keep his gaze pointed ...

Cassian gripped Marina’s hand, desperate to give her some kind of reassurance. He could tell from the way her eyes slowly dilated and her ...