"Sweetheart", my mom said to my six-year-old-self. "Yes mommy?"
"I need to tell you something about yourself. As you know, your daddy is a werewolf and I am an angel. What you don't know is what you are."
Uh oh "what mommy?"
"Your a siren, baby girl"
A siren. We have intoxicating smells, beautiful faces, angelic powers, and werewolf abilities. We were extinct, wiped out because of our inhuman ability to make people fall in love. I am the first in 7,000 years. I am loved. I am wanted.
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Call of the Sirens
FantasyCelest or Cel, has a secret, a secret that no one knows but everyone is a part of. She makes people fall in love.So when she meets the guy of her dreams, her mate, how does she know the love is true?
