" she was nicotine, and I was addicted " *lower-case intentional*

The ocean was an unforgiving force that took as it pleased and gave little back. Astrid knew that to be a fact. After the tragedy of her mother's death, she watched her father's sanity collapse as he was driven to prove that it was more than just a boating accident. Unlike him, she stayed well away from the water's edge and out of its grasp, immersed in the sorrow of her loss. But what little the ocean did give back, a man of myth with the tail of a fish, could reveal more about the secrets to a harrowing conspiracy brewing below the surface.

After a horrible accident, Mara was given another chance at life; a life lurking in the depths of the ocean. She's caught in between good and evil. Her soul is still intact, but it's infused with darkness. Mara resides in the harsh waters of the Atlantic, near the coast of Maine, and busies herself with sinking the yachts of the rich and manipulative. After every sink, though, she's shrouded with guilt; guilt that is slowly diminishing everyday. When Zander Mitchell, in all his arrogant, cocky, miserable glory, sails Mara's waters, she'd oddly fascinated by the human. Little does she know that he could be the key to her demise or the key to unlock the good in her that was pushed deep down for far too long. Mara is dark and dangerous, but Zander is drawn to her beautiful, indescribable fury.