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Love you all
A.
I woke up in a top class hotel room in Rome, Italy- miles away from home and school, which, might I add, starts in 1 hour. I will probably be late even if I swim at top speed, which is faster than most, if not all ships and boats. There is no possible way for me to get to Boston from Rome in 1 hour. I sigh and close my eyes, count to 3 and open them again, this time mentally prepared to get out of the bed.
I turn my head slightly to see a dark haired man, probably in his early twenties, laying next to me. We had quite some night now that I think about it. He is a millionaire, of course, just like almost all of my other flings. I knew his father, when he was young, just for one night though. That's the thing with immortality. Eventually you end up having sex with a father, then his son, then his and so on, forever.
But I mean being a siren is amazing. There are so many things I can do besides, swim and live forever, that most teenagers can only wish for. For example, you don't have to eat, your skin and body are always perfect and best of all you don't get hangovers no matter how much you drank.
Now, now, before you judge me and call me a slut or something similar, think with me for a second. I lived on earth for over 600 years (Fun Fact: I get reborn every 10 years, every time I start at 16 then my body ages normally until I am 26, the I go back to 16, and so on forever ~right now I'm 16). In my life I have seen thousands of rich hot guys walking around. What kind of person would I be if I had the ability to have them for one night, but didn't use it?
Unlike what you may have expected, I do have standards.
1. No body who is younger than 17 or older than 27.
2. No werewolves.
3. No other supernatural creatures.
4. No strings attached.
5. NO CHILDREN!!! ~it is possible for me to have a child but not with a human.
6. No werewolves.
~~~~~~AN: In my world, the inner spirit, unlike the wolf for werewolves, can leave and come whenever, like they can go to different universes, meet other spirits and stuff so yeah...~~~~~~~~
You said 'No werewolves' twice. That's Norah, my annoying inner spirit.
I am right here!
I know, you are always here! I snapped back at her.
Doesn't mean you can insult me!
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The Siren Mate
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