(Some grammatical mistakes) Aquarius is a merman. He lives in the ocean, helps his tribe out, and enjoys life as much as he can. Being in his tribe is hard, though, especially when he must see all the happy mated couples. Eventually, enough is enough, and he leaves the safety of his tribe to search for the other half of his soul. A stormy night changes his life forever as he is swept away into a world he has never been in before. Can a werewolf and a merman love each other? With the stress of hunters, pack duty, and unexpected pregnancies- will Aquarius get his happily ever after? WARNING: SMUT & SWEARING

Book 1 After being a researcher for over six years, Parker finds himself in a very awkward situation. It had nothing to do with his income, friends, or family...but it did have something to do with his job. At the end of a long day of work he decided to come by the docks and say hello to a good fisherman friend, Kenton. It was meant to just be a quick visit, then back home to start dinner. But nope, he stayed just one minute too long after his friend had left, did the one thing he swore he'd never do, and now he was heading home...with a darn merman!

"Careful human." The...thing said in a concerned voice. "W-What are you, what d-do you want?" I shakily asked him, curling up my body protecting myself. "Shh human don't be afraid. You are my mate." What is a mate? Why did he bring me here? Who is he? Why is he looking at me like that? From the distance I put between us I could admire him more, and his tail. He really is beautiful. It was a deep teal green colour with gold and blue blended in with it that reminded me of his eyes. He was holding himself up with his arms looking at me curiously, head slightly bent to the side and all. "What are you, what do you want?" I asked slowly, my heartbeat had almost reduced to normal again but I was feeling a strange pull towards the creature in front of me. "I am a Merman and you are my mate." His voice was deep and sounded like music the way he spoke. But mate? "Mate?" I asked hoping to find out the way in which he directed this word. "My love," he paused looking into my hazel eyes. "Come closer human you are beautiful...and mine."