The last thing Arcana "Arc" Mcdonald remembers is drowning-and a pair of glowing green eyes.
When Arc wakes up, drifting against current in a little red rowboat, she has no recollection of how she got there or where exactly she is-all she has are her wits and the sassy green siren who's determined to help her get her memory back.
It doesn't help that this siren is gorgeous, has sharp teeth, and probably eats people.
Right?
My father was a fisherman. My mother was a whore. I was a product of my environment.
I grew up in a small town, along the seaside. Everyone knew everyone, and nothing was ever private. It was like having one big, nosy family.
So when I nearly drowned and was saved by not one, but three, mysterious women, you can imagine that it was the talk of the town.
Father claims that they were mermaids. I claim that he's a mad man.
On an unrelated note, three beautiful women just moved into town...
