“I know what you’re thinking, Gray,” O’Shea’s brogue lilted down through the skylight one warm morning, while Sophia was hard at work.… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
Tell the men to fire faster and not to give up the ship; fight her till she sinks. — James Lawrence Copy Share Image
The ship anchored in the harbor rots faster than the ship crossing the ocean; a still pool of water stagnates more rapidly… — Brownie Wise Copy Share Image
