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Description of  Redeeming The Pirate: A Women's Action & Adventure Romance (Pirates & Petticoats)

15% PROFITS FUND BREAST CANCER FUNDING @NBCF He steals for the French crown.She heals for the Catholic churchHe will heal her heart.She will steal his. French Privateer, Captain Drago Gamponetti is given one final mission from his employer, the king of France: reclaim religious relics from a New Orleans cathedral and bring them back. Trouble begins when he's forced by a mysterious, veiled, novitiate nun to swear on the Bible to protect the very items he was instructed to steal. Worse, 60 British warships have amassed in Negril Bay, Jamaica, preparing to attack New Orleans. He must retrieve the sacred relics before the British arrive and seize the city. Novitiate nun and healer, Eva Trudeau has secrets, and hides more than her face behind the veil. The convent has been her safe haven since she crawled, beaten and bloody, to its door nine years ago. When an old enemy re-surfaces and threatens to drag her back into the dark underworld from where she’d escaped, both she and her dark pirate captain stand to lose everything they’ve fought so hard to protect...including each other. Either commit treason or betray the woman he secretly loves. Betraying one sends him to the guillotine, the other straight to hell. This series is about spirited, independent women and rakish bad boy pirates, wrapped up in women's action and adventure sea stories. If you enjoy romantic action and adventure, action and action and adventure romance fiction, historical romance or women's fiction, you'll love the Pirates & Petticoats series.EXCERPT:“Dis de sick girl child?” Miss Kalia approached the wagon, swaying like seaweed with the tide, perhaps due to aching joints, but on a night like this it was bewitching and unnerving, like a adder mesmerizing prey. Her brightly patched skirt was subdued by the moonlight into shades of grayish red, green, blue and yellow. Her silver hair was piled high on her head, and adorned with colorful feathers which poked out in every direction. A streak of white paint trailed from one ear, ran along her jawline across her chin, then ended at other ear, like a gruesome grin.Eva gave her a silent nod. The old woman had predicted this. “A dark-hearted mon wit a sick girl-child ‘bout to cross you path. Him be drawn to de light in you. You light— it might can save him, but be wary. Him dark is strong. De dark wants to pull you in him doomed shadow.