Under the Sea

Under the Sea

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***update every week*** Marina is a mermaid, not one like Ariel from little mermaid or Serena from Pirates of the Caribbean but something completely different with fins and gills and scales covering her body. One look at her and no one would mistake her for a human nor does she feed on humans. Due to her fascination with the human world, she's caught in a storm and washes up on a shore. There a whole new world opens up to her. Only one problem she turning human, unable to ever return to the place she long to, But hearts change don't they? Ash is the Alpha of the pack living near the shore, Marina ends up at. He's exhilarated at having found his mate, which quickly turns to anger at being stuck for the rest of eternity to someone as cowardly and annoying as Marina. Soon secrets starts revealing themselves and our couple find their hands filled with more than they can handle. Will Marina be able to get over her fear of humans? Will she adjust to living on land when her heart belongs under the sea.
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I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.

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