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eBook Category: Erotica/Romance
eBook Description: Serai, a sea siren, has one chance to leave the ocean's depths and walk on land to find a mate for breeding. Sunrise is her deadline. Failure means death should she return to the ocean, or the remainder of her life in human form should she not return in time.

eBook Publisher: Aspen Mountain Press, Published: 2007, 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: December 2007

This eBook is part of the following series:

• Various Authors' Del Fantasma Series

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [314 KB], eReader (PDB) [64 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [26 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [29 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [145 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [99 KB], hiebook (KML) [127 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [90 KB], iSilo (PDB) [28 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [55 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [114 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [46 KB]
Words: 7765
Reading time: 22-31 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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ISBN: 978-1-60168-077-8

Arryc minded his parents as best he could, but he listened more attentively to the songs on the wind, and frequently didn't hear their demands. He was always sternly admonished to "get his head out of the clouds."

The family lived in a comfortable apartment loft above the Salty Skillet, just steps from the sea, though neither knew how to swim or ever bothered to teach Arryc.

The wild-eyed fishermen who brought their choice catch to his father's door in the dim light of dawn told haunting, tragic tales of seductive sirens of the deep; who enticed men into their watery embrace when the harvest moon shone full and bright, and never surrendered them back to the light of day.

No one knew exactly where these men disappeared to, the fishermen hazarded a guess that they were taken to hidden underwater caves, magically enslaved by the lyrical and malevolent maidens, but the fisher wives who collected the torn and discarded nets that washed ashore after a storm knew different; many a fisherman was unknowingly clad in the stiff leather leavings they picked from the nets, sometimes with decaying portions of the doomed men still attached. The women never spoke of these grizzly discoveries; an ancient primordial connection to the daughters of the moon compelled their silence.

Arryc sometimes imagined he heard the sirens' song, sliding down the beams of the full moon through his open window. The notes circled round his head and soothed his stinging ears, a tenderly enchanting lullaby to the melancholy lad.