Novel (127,090 words)
Genre(s): Historical Fantasy, Erotic Action/Adventure, Gay
Genre(s): Historical Fantasy, Erotic Action/Adventure, Gay
Reunited once more, the crew of Baal’s Heart must make the long and treacherous journey south to the towering spires of the Devil’s Isles. The path through the mountain range is fraught with peril; mayhem and tragedy plague the pirate ship, but what the men find beyond the spires is the most shocking of all.
In this sequel to the acclaimed Caged, the pirates are dragged into a dangerous new world by Captain Baltsaros’s all-consuming obsession. In the midst of terror and chaos, Jon learns that the captain and first mate have been keeping secrets from him. But will the truth tear them apart?
~Some favorite Tom quotes~
"Hush, lovey. Hush, it'll be ok, Jon. Stop your fightin', it's just me. Old Tom's goin' to make things better..."
"He sees the good in me, Da, plain as day. That's somethin' worth fightin' for. Maybe even dyin' for."
"He sees the good in me, Da, plain as day. That's somethin' worth fightin' for. Maybe even dyin' for."
—Character Interview: Tom
Favorites:
Color—
Yer askin’ me what my favourite colour is? Ha! What the bloody hells for? Oh… gods-be-fuckin’-damned, I just took a peek at the rest of the bloody questions. I’ll play, but it’s a fuckin’ bloody lot of half-cracked questions, ye know that?
Ok… Favourite colour. Hm. Well… I’m a mite partial to blue. I got my reasons.
Animal—
Who in hells has a favourite animal? Do ye sit around thinkin’ to yerself “oh I like bunnies better than snakes today” because if ye do, then ye have more bloody time to yerself than I do.
Ok, let’s say a panther. That sound good? Never did see one with my own eyes, but there’s a knockin’ shop me an’ Da went to once where there was a panther skin on the floor, an’ I just felt so damn sorry for the fuckin’ thing. Ye know? Big fucker, probably mean as a devil from the black hells and wild as the wind, but brought down by some cretin with a bow or bullet. Bloody shame that.
Drink—
Depends on whose buyin’! Naw… I’ll drink any damn thing as long as it puts a fire in my belly. I do like rum though. Better than the whiskey from last night… that swill was pure rubbish.
Power or Wealth?
I’d rather be a rich man than have some poor sod wipe my arse.
Night or Day?
Another barmy bloody question. Ok… I prefer one for workin’, the other for fuckin’ and I’ll let ye guess which, aye?
Words or Action?
Action. Can’t say that I’ve had much bloody luck with words.
If you could be anywhere in the world, where would you be?
I’d be back in bed, lovey, sleepin’ this fuckin’ whiskey sickness off. But not bed in Madierus. Naw, bed at home… on the ol’ tub. In bed with Jon and Da. Hmm… fuck that is soundin’ blessed. Maybe a cock in each end, right lovey?
Heh… Too crass?
Do you think love makes a person weaker or stronger?
I don’t rightly know, and it ain’t somethin’ I want to jaw about.
What is your most prized possession?
If ye’d asked me a year back, it would’a been my dagger. Now? I don’t know, dove.
Is hope somethin’ ye can possess? Because I’m bloody thankful for the hope in my guts every fuckin’ day. There was a time when… Well… shit, it was a scarce fuckin’ commodity.
Aye… let’s say hope.
If we’re done, darlin’… I’ve got a burnin’ need to see Da and Jon.
