Daughter of the Pirate King

Because pirates aren’t supposed to look like you look and talk like you talk and do what you do. You’re confusing, and it’s messing with my head.

“It’s okay, Alosa. Come back to me,” Riden says.

“I am me because I choose to be me. I am what I want. Some people say you have to find yourself. Not I. I believe we create ourselves to be what we want. Any aspect of ourselves that we do not like can be altered if we make an effort.”

For my father, I’m willing to become everything that I hate.

Right now I’m not sure I have an excuse. In fact, I’m sure there are several reasons why I shouldn’t be kissing him. I just can’t think of them at the moment.

Good. My girls are safe. To hell with the rest of the crew.

“I think you’re acting like a jealous husband.”

“A what?”

Oh yuck. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.

I think you’re acting like a jealous husband.”

It’s all right, Alosa. Almost done now.”