~I felt it, the burning desire that lingered inside me. i couldn't control it, I felt my wings become tattered and change to black, I felt my red eyes darken, my hair becoming a deep reddish black. I felt my canine teeth extend, long black claws forced from my fingers where my nails used to be, a long slithering black tail had protruded from behind, the black horns that punched through the skin at the top sides of my forehead. I saw my entire skin was black. I wanted to control it, to force it back, to hide it, but I didn't want to. It had once again taken control of me, my body, my mind. Pushing my conscious to the furthest of my mind where it was clouded by the darkness that was currently exposed.~
An angel, named SIlver Ember, is shunned by all of angel society except by a select few. Born with the colors of crimson red eyes and hair with a bronze colored skin tone, is looked at as an abomination. She lives a somewhat normal life with the exception of a horrible nightmare that haunts her dreams since she was a child until she hears a strange voice inside her mind. A voice as deadly as the plague itself.
While trying to figure out what's wrong with her she is suddenly pulled into spending time with Bracen, the prince of angels. She also meets a beautiful and charming merman, named Leomaris, that would make any female's heart skip a beat. She has no idea what's happening to her or what she's becoming until she has an interesting discussion with her mother. Is Silver a special angel or not even one at all? Just because she has wings means nothing. Silver has quite the battle while she struggles with love, being accepted, and control of herself.
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"Thank you human." She nods.
I nod in return, not quite sure what to say. Still incredibly confused by the whole situation.
She looks down at my sweats again.
"That is where the human male appendage lies, am I correct?" She asks, head tilted, finger tapping her chin, eyes boring into my crotch.
I choke on my saliva, taken aback by her complete lack of filter and the strange way she's looking at me. At...it.
"I-uh...Yes."
She nods in confirmation.
"I have watched the human mating ritual once from behind a rock on the sea. It looked very fun. You appear to be a human male at his prime. I am in this form and am therefore compatible."
She looks away from my dick and up into my eyes.
"I am curious to know more. Let us mate, mortal."
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A Siren Queen in exile, Dhalia has traveled the seas in solitude. Suddenly, she finds herself thrown into the human world.
Dylan was just walking the beach and lamenting life, like he does everyday as the sun sets. The last thing he expected was to find a gorgeous woman washed ashore.
He finds himself quickly becoming enamored with the ethereal beauty, but there might be more darkness to Dhalia and her world than he could have ever imagined.
Can Dylan handle sinfully sweet Dhalia, or is poor Dylan In Too Deep?