Love and Romance on the high seas: Plotting a historical fiction I want to revel in.

I want to read more women of the past, who had just as much fierce independence and craving for adventure as the men of their time, but who were never written up in the records of the time, as the books were written by men.

here is one I want to develop further:

In the lush greenery of the Jamaican mountains, where the air is thick with the scent of tropical blooms and the distant rhythm of drums echoes through the valleys, there lived a woman named Maggie Kanan. She was an enigma, with skin the color of rich mahogany and eyes that sparkled like the Caribbean Sea at dawn. Her roots were tangled, her heritage a tapestry woven from the threads of Africa and Scotland.

Maggie’s mother had been a proud daughter of Africa, brought to the island as a slave to toil under the hot sun of the plantation fields. Her father, a Scottish sailor, had fallen in love with her mother’s spirit and taken her away from the cruelty of bondage. Together, they sought refuge in the untamed wilderness of Jamaica’s mountains, where they found sanctuary among the Maroons — a community of escaped slaves who had carved out a life of freedom in the dense forests.

Raised in the embrace of the Maroons, Maggie grew up with the fierce independence of the wild…