All Chapters of The Duchess's Pirate (Book 1 of Eddington Series): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Dominic and Kiera argued over the next couple of weeks, but he never touched her. He didn’t hit her or try to get her into bed. They encountered a storm that sent them way off course and ended up having a run-in with a pirate ship; it wasn’t Garret’s. True fear ran through her as she did not know her fate. The pirate’s sent one man off to tell others. The captain wanted Kiera for himself but knew he could make a profit off of the naval captain. Keira and Dominic were brought to the captain’s cabin and tied up together. Every night the captain tried to force himself on Keira, but she fought back, giving true meaning to her nickname. She gave him a good scratch across his cheek that would scar. She got hit for it and then tied back up with Dominic, who was always forced to watch on helplessly. One morning, Dominic feared the worst for her as she still bled from her beating. He had almost succeeded, but she ended up clawing and biting him

The next morning, Keira woke with a new feeling. One she knew only Garret could give her. He had told her he loved her. She talked about her pain and he listened. She was still facing him as she stared up at him. Carefully, she moved to the edge and removed his hand. She dressed and left the cabin. Andy was on his way to the cabin and almost bumped into her. She gave him a bright smile when he looked at her.“Oh, I’m sorry, Andy. Garret is still asleep. Is Dominic awake?”“Kiera, you are looking fine today.”“A lot happened last night. I feel much better.”“Renewed spirits?”“Something like that.”“Some of the crew is not awake yet, so let me accompany you down.”“Thank you, Andy.”

 Garret awoke the next day and he was alone. Upon looking outside, he could tell it was well into the afternoon. He panicked and feared the worst. He went downstairs and saw Star sitting just outside the dining room, near the head of the table. He walked in and saw the buffet and his crew at the table. Kiera sat at the head. Choi was on one side and Andy on the other. At the other end of the table sat Pierre. Kiera ate peacefully as Pierre continued to stare at her. Garret walked into the room and everyone, but Kiera and Pierre looked at him. He felt such a strong sense of loyalty knowing his crew and Choi’s took up every seat to make a Pierre the table’s length away. He came up behind Kiera and placed his hands protectively on her shoulders. She reached up and grabbed one of his hands and everyone, save Choi, Andy, and Pierre left them. Garret looked as serious as he had ever been when Pierre finally looked at him.

Six months had gone by since she left, and Kiera sat in her father’s home on the fort holding her baby boy. The crown granted her and Dominic’s divorce a month after they arrived at the fort. She hoped with the baby she would have things to do but her son slept most of the time. She hated to say that she was bored being here and her father noticed. He came in one day to inform her of decision he had made. He realized she needed to be around people.“My dear.”“Father?”“I am sending you back to London. You are dreadful here and your friends are in London. Olivia should be there, too.”“Are you sure, father. You said you wanted me here due to what happened.”“Yes, my dear. You will be happier there.”“Thank you, father.”

 Keira and Olivia went to James’ funeral, knowing Garret had gotten a letter telling him of his brother’s demise. The Duke had done so much for her and her son, it would be an insult not to go. She also knew that since Scarlet never had any children, if Garret didn’t return, Jason would inherit the title and all of Williamshire. Garret never showed, though. The Duke told her he may still come, and her heart wished he did. The Duke had paperwork drawn up for Jason, just in case. Three days after the funeral, Kiera, Jason, and Olivia had returned to the Williamshire mansion. She sat in the parlor with her friend and son when the butler came in and handed her a small parcel with no note or name. The butler had said a small boy delivered it. Olivia stared at her with wonder.“An admirer?”&