It is 1745, and Captain Jonathan Tremayne, aka One-Eyed Jack, is on a mission. On the surface, it’s a mission to uncover the treasure of one Simon Alastair Mellick some 100 years before, a treasure with a location obscured by miscellaneous artifacts and Scripture references.
But a closer look reveals that this mission is fueled by something else, something primal and possessive that will make a man do whatever he has to do to secure it.
Vengeance.
Not only for the very real reason behind his nickname, but for reasons far more personal. Those reasons are for One-Eyed Jack to share if he dares, and as a man who plays his cards verrrry close to his chest, he’s not likely to share those reasons with just anybody.
Luckily for her, Sarina Talbot isn’t just anybody.
She’s a woman on a mission of her own, driven by only one of the reasons for One-Eyed Jack’s current mission. The death of her father lit a fire under young Sarina, and she has stolen away on Captain Jack’s ship, the Black Arrow, pretending to be a slight young man named Smith. And she will fetch his water and shave his neck, all for the sake of getting close enough to Jonathan Tremayne to fulfill her life’s mission: killing him for killing her father and stealing his beloved cutlass.
But if you asked Jack, he would tell you that things are not always what they seem, that the truth can be more dangerous than a lie, and though she gives an adequate shave, Sarina is more trouble than she’s worth. And he can’t seem to get her off his boat or out of his head.
And it is the latter which vexes him most.
Sarina would agree—shadowing Captain Jack to find out the truth about her father is turning out to be more than she bargained for. What, with life on the high seas, evading rival ships, and the captain’s natural scent filling her with a longing she’d never experienced before.
Like she said, more than she bargained for.
If Jonathan and Sarina think their first meeting is a doozy, then they are in no way prepared for what lies ahead for them in T.M. Franklin’s exciting new novel, Cutlass. Equal parts amorous and adventurous, Franklin spins an engaging, high-energy tale that I devoured in literally one day. Not only are the two main characters dynamic and interesting on their own, but any scene with Jonathan and Sarina together crackles with delicious tension.
The promise of Mellick’s treasure is compelling enough on its own, but the real magic of this tale is the possibility of passion between Jonathan and Sarina. They both feel the stirrings, both sense the pull toward each other, but they both know enough of life on the sea to realize there’s no such thing as a guarantee. And even with Jonathan’s gifted sister Charlotte seeing something between Jonathan and Sarina, neither is fully willing to take the ultimate risk... not when they’re already risking life and limb for Mellick’s treasure and personal revenge.
Or so they tell themselves.
I think it’s impossible for T.M. Franklin to write a story that doesn’t move your heart, excite your brain, and make you fall in love with the entire cast of characters, and Cutlass proves no exception to that. This might be my favorite story of hers to date, and given my love for her entire canon, that is saying something. So if you like a little swordplay with your word play and a dash of snark in your She-ro, then you will love T.M. Franklin’s Cutlass.
And even if you don’t, I’m willing to bet my portion of Mellick’s treasure that you’ll love Cutlass anyway.