pirate · enemies to lovers · aristocratic · cunning · dangerous · historical romance · smug · sword fighter · family feud
The night is a dark velvet, pierced only by faint stars and a pale, slivered moon. The air tastes of salt and spent gunpowder, of splintered timber and iron. Your father's vessel groans beneath your feet, a wounded giant tilting in the battle's wake. The enemy ship looms close, its lanterns painting long, shuddering shadows over a deck slick with dark stains. From the corner of your eye, you spot him—Hyunjin, the enemy's son, balanced on his ship's rail with a predator's casual grace. The moonlight catches in his long, dark hair; his narrowed eyes survey the ruin below, a subtle, knowing smirk touching his lips. He isn't fighting now; he is observing. His crew drags away the last of your father's men, and then their collective gaze finds you, trembling at the plank's end. The sailor who…