Recent content by Lachlan Irwin

Lachie smiled, held her tighter and rested his cheek on the top of her head. "What if you came with me? I can show you Vel Anir for a few weeks before we needed to come home?" It felt good to offer her that. A chance to see the city he had frequented the most while as an Initiate, that he could...

Holding her, here on the sands, watching the sun dangle above the horizon moments before it tired itself out and fell... it was the beginning of healing. "Four months. I will be going to Vel Anir to meet a friend... but I am in the reserves, Heids. Until they need me, I am here to live for a...

Lachie frowned. "We bested him and his crew." He hoped to Kress Kross was not a beloved friend out here, but Lachie didn't balk. "His ship was better than ours and we took it over." He added a shrug, as if that was all there really was to it. There really was not much else he could add, for...

It was as if Ivan's presence and voice reminded Lachie of their purpose here. The gorgeous girl was unfazed by Ivan's threats or charade of niceties, for her eyes remained on Lachlan as she lifted her chin. "Aye, a drink can be found in the Sea Farer's Barrel." Lachlan furrowed his brows and...

Lachlan could feel the scolding by his Nana the moment Ivan ignored the harbourmaster, and winced at the phantom pain at the back of his head as if the sea winds had whacked him. The poor man gasped, sending him into a coughing fit, and unable to recover, had to point them towards a direction...

Lachlan chuckled. "I knew none of this would be easy, but when are we going to have the odds on our side for once?" He remarked, shaking his head before casting his gaze to the approach of land. "All right then. Let's list our advantages." He turned on the spot and leaned against the railing...

Heidi I am a fool in love as I try to write this to you. I cannot stop smiling just because of how happy I am to be home and be close with you. Meet me at our spot on the beach later? We can have a picnic under the palm trees, and maybe I will tell you a story of how my friend and I almost...

Lachlan grimaced as Ivan offered up the rum for trading, sad to see the only source of entertainment on the seas would be taken away from them all. "I hate that you are right but how else am I going to get through the night having to hear this lot snoring all night?" But he sighed and nodded...

Lachlan gave Old Harry an odd look, as if such a good idea could have never come from the likes of him, even when intoxicated. But before he could remark on the entire crew's drunken state all evening, he caught the stare from his friend. "What? I got something on my face?" Like a fool, Lachie...

Lachlan had allowed himself to enter the quarters, catching his friend's words that made a shit eating grin spread on his face. "Sounds like you are well rested then, mate." From a pitcher, he poured two glasses of rum that seemed to be undisturbed by the events on this very vessel just...

He was quiet for a good moment, but the lasting echoes of what she said last were still in the air between them, pushed back by the waves that came to the sand on which they sat on. "I know." He said simply, turning his head to press a kiss to the top of her head. "But you are a brilliance in...

He was nervous. That had been made obvious by how he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. The way he pinned his gaze on the ship as it neared the dock that was attached to the property of his family home. A beach only accessible by those dwelling in the large manor, and a pavillion...

He knew he had to give Heidi time to adjust, to mull over the truths he had informed her of. Of course, he had alluded to as much on their reunion, but returning to the island, it was the hardest thing to tell an angel of his sins. And that he was paying for it now... Preparations were being...

Kress, she was annoying. That thought kept running in his head the entire night, and even as they parted ways in the early moments of dawn, for they had not slept but spoken about little things and themselves, Lachlan was left wiping his hands down his face as he watched his carriage take...

She was an anchor to his boat caught in the waves of a storm. No matter where he was throw to, no matter how hard the waves tried to put him off course, he never could stray too far from this young woman in his arms. He hated that he resorted to crying, something he was taught was a weakness...