When a hardened pirate meets a proper English rose…
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A bitter man, pirate Jack Shadow Stirling cares for little but his ship and his crew. But disaster strikes the Golden Orion; driven leagues off course in a storm, his men begin dropping like flies from typhus. Forced to anchor in a bay on the West Africa coast to see to his men and mend damage to the hull, Jack and three of his crew go in search of fresh water and meat to shore up their dwindling supplies. What he finds surprises him – an English lady, whom he likens to a rare orchid, is treating the sick from a nearby village, while her botanist brother, Alexander Bromley, searches for specimens.
Startled by pirates invading her small camp, Lydia Bromley snatches up her pistol and aims it at the tall, dark-haired, handsome devil who leads them. Unfazed, he grins at her and warns her that should she shoot him with a muff pistol, she would fail to kill him. But he would be annoyed.
Thus begins Lydia’s journey, discovering the love and romance she’d thought denied her… with a pirate!
When pirate Jack “Shadow” Stirling was forced to make land, he knew he needed food and medicine or all his crew would soon be dead from Typhus.
What he unexpectedly finds is a camp with a woman, Lydia Bromley who is helping heal the natives and her brother Alex who is searching out plants to be used for potential medicines.
Feeling it their duty to try to help his crew, Lydia and Alex gather up their medicines to go with him to the ship. Unfortunately they get attacked by the natives before they can make the ship and Alex gets shot with an arrow.
I really enjoy Maggi’s stories and can say she has written a page turning adventure that will take you away to a land of pirates, the seas and an unexpected attraction that will draw you to every word!! I really enjoyed and I know you will as well! PS Don’t you love the cover? My favorite pirate of all!
This story is about a pirate named Jack “Shadow” Stirling the captain of the Golden Orion. He was looking for land to try and get some fruit. Most of his crew was down with typhoid fever.
They found where they could take a canoe inland. There they found a hut where a brother and sister lived.
Alexander and Lydia Bromley were in Africa for Alex to find new species of plants. When the drums started beating it was time to run for their lives. There was a young boy by the name of Malik that followed Lydia around.
Alex wanted the Captain to take them to another trading post so they could go back to their place. There are several events that take place. It would be better to read the story because so much happens.
We get an epilogue one year in the future where we are told what transpired after the fact. I wanted to be part of the unraveling. The story is good as is the writing, but as is often the case with some novella’s I wanted more.
We have very mild lovemaking, outside of marriage rated 2 out of 5 heat level. Described mildly several times. I enjoyed the secondary character’s too and they added to the story.
We have no cheating, no cliffhanger, HEA and some romance. I can’t improve on the blurb so not attempting. (ljb)
Jack was enamored of Lydia, but realized that he didn’t know who he really was, and therefore would not be able to pursue her. He agreed to take her home and the reluctant courtship begins. As the journey begins, Jack decides that he must learn who he really is and to receive a pardon for his acts committed as a Pirate.
Once again, another wonderful story in this continuing series.
June 26, 2019
The Author does an amazing job portraying what life must have been like aboard a ship, and I felt as if I were in the midst of the action. A strong, and mysterious Hero, Jack, and our Heroine, Lydia, must face danger and uncertainty as they struggle to survive in harsh conditions. Lydia is a wonderful leading lady, I admired her for her bravery, and her willingness to help those in need.
A breathtaking journey awaits, don’t miss SEDUCED BY THE PIRATE – Five Stars!
June 25, 2019
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June 26, 2019
Lydia Bromley and her brother have been in Africa studying the plants and the medicinal values of them.
The natives do not take kindly to more “white men” in the area. All of a sudden everyone’s life is in danger.
This is a historical romance full of adventure and danger for all our characters. I really enjoyed travelling the high seas with them. I think that I would have stayed on the islands myself but that’s just my love of the sea showing.
I loved it.
Captain Jack Stirling is devastated as he watches the men of his crew drop like flies. He would risk all for them. When he ends up of course and lands on the coast of Africa, he’s surprised to find a beautiful English lady.
Aboard the Golden Orion sparks fly between Lydia and Jack.
Great story and nice addition to the Pirates Of Britannia series.
Fun and adventure that’s a real page turner.
Swashbuckling , Pirates and Battles , with a romantic , passion filled storyline.
Perfect for those rainy days when you just need a good book.
I really enjoyed this , so good with a great couple who deserved each other and their HEA .
Very well written, it races along at a really great pace and never lacks for enjoyment or entertainment.
One I would recommend to all pirate lovers.
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Standing on the tilting, rain-washed bridge, Jack stared with grim concentration, his knuckles white as he fought to hold onto the wheel to guide his ship away from land until the storm blew out. Ahead, jagged rocks erupted, lashed by a swirling sea of foam, the ship drawn irresistibly toward them.
The helm swung wildly as the bosun shouted an order to reef their sails.
The ship lurched on, but a grinding sound rent the air as the keel struck submerged rocks.
“Sounds like the hull’s been breached,” Pete shouted.
“When the storm’s abated, send Benjamin down to check.”
Sometime later, the early morning was sparkling and clear. The storm, while savage in intensity, had suddenly blown out to sea during the night.
The able-bodied of his crew scurried around the ship.
Benjamin emerged from the hold. “Looks bad, Cap’n. I’ll mend it as best I can with sailcloth and tar.”
Jack ordered them to head for land.
“Boom about!” cried his sail master.
Five hours later, leaden with fatigue, Jack scanned the waters as they limped along. They were hundreds of nautical miles off course. He pulled off his hat and ran a hand through his hair. Was it possible they’d come out of this? His thoughts went to his sick men below. He left the poop deck and made for his cabin to consult the charts again. He was hunched over them at his table when the cry came from Jimmy in the lookout. “Land ahoy!”
Jack climbed quickly to the poop deck and took out his spyglass.
As they sailed closer to the African coast, a small bay appeared in Jack’s spyglass, and within it, a long arc of golden sand rimmed by dense jungle. A few miles into the interior, an escarpment rose above the trees, a waterfall tumbling down in a shower of spray. Not far from it, smoke spiraled into the air.
“I know of no settlement here,” Pete observed when he looked through the glass. “That’s miles farther up the coast.”
“Best we don’t chance our luck by trying to reach it,” Jack said.
Ahead, waves broke in a froth of foam over a reef. Pete looked doubtful. “Can we get the ship safely through?”
Jack eyed a narrow channel of deep water. They had to. And his shallow-hulled brigantine was perfect for the task. “We’ll drop anchor and undertake repairs in that sheltered bay. There’ll be food and fresh water. Let’s hope the natives are friendly.”
Pete gave a gloomy shake of his head. “This is known to be voudon country.”
“Muskets beat a voudon spell every time.”
Holding his breath, Jack took the wheel and guided his ship through the channel. Pete nodded approvingly as they reached the quiet bay and dropped anchor. A rivulet disappeared into the lush foliage at the far end of the beach.
The ship rocked gently. The sunlit, crystal-clear water lapped gently at the hull. A school of fish darted beneath the surface.
“Get Benjamin to check whether the repair is holding. He might need to shore it up again. Let’s hope that holds until we get back to base.” If they did.
They were undermanned, and with Cordova in the vicinity, their problems seemed insurmountable.
“We’re out of salted beef. I’m sending the men to catch fish and hunt up some fresh meat,” Pete said.
Jack leaned over the rail beside his lieutenant. “We’ll make for that waterfall. It’s possible we can travel a fair distance by canoe along that stream, before we have to hack our way through. Leave someone to guard the sick. Send Aden back in the boat with the water.”
“Aden fell sick last night.”
Jack groaned. Not the cabin boy, too, barely thirteen. “Poor lad. Send one of the others, then.”
Water casks were lugged ashore, while others set out to fish and hunt.
Half an hour later, Jack, Peter, Sam, a spirited, towheaded youth of twenty, and Will, a dark-haired, quiet Irishman of some twenty-eight years, pulled the canoe across the narrow strip of sand to the mouth of the stream. Although not yet noon, the sun beat down mercilessly as they lowered the canoe into the water. Climbing in, they took up the oars.
They rowed beneath a canopy of shiny green foliage, blocking out the sky, their labored breaths inhaling the warm air. Moss grew on the trunks of the trees and vines climbed everywhere, filling the air with pungent smells. Their presence brought on an ear-splitting cacophony from brilliantly colored parrots and monkeys swinging away through the branches.
The men, sweating profusely, were forced to rest their oars when the stream narrowed and became impassable.
“It might widen farther up,” Pete said, wiping the sweat from his neck.
Jack took stock. By his calculations, they were as near to that smoke as the water would take them. “We’ll continue on foot. Let’s see where that trail goes.”
Gathering up their muskets and shot, they dragged the canoe onto the bank and set out. Jack ducked to avoid a green snake coiled around a branch. Somewhere to the left of them came the unmistakable yowl of a leopard.
“I’d rather take my chances on the sea,” Sam muttered, his red-gold hair bright against the foliage.
Jack wasn’t about to disagree with him. The air was suffocating, and who knew what lay ahead.
After tramping another mile or so, their clothes wet and sticking uncomfortably to their bodies, they emerged into a clearing to find a hut with a thatched roof. Half a dozen men and women from the local tribe gathered outside it with a gaggle of naked children playing in the dirt at their feet. They all screamed and scattered like seals facing a shark.
“What the hell?” Pete murmured, staring at the hut.
Jack had not expected to find white men this deep in the jungle, let alone a woman standing at the door of the hut. Tall and slim and in a high-collared, white dress devoid of panniers or embellishment, her heavy coil of dark hair was drawn into a bun at her neck.
She emerged from the dim doorway and into the light. Her fine brown eyes narrowed, and she raised a pistol in both hands, aiming it somewhere in the region of his heart.