Kal’s POV The beauty of the ocean never surprised me. The pink corals, random rocks full of algae and other life, sea flowers, colorful fish, the way that turquoise waters turned into green, blue and deeper dark shades of color was mesmerizing to me. My sister had indeed made the kingdom everyone can envy, but few can understand. Hers was the world of differences, a world of possibilities, a world of paradoxes and constant change. She thrived on things which made little to no sense – women and men who could live under water and walk on earth, like her mermaids, some of the best singers, yet also the most beautiful creatures, like her sirens, and yet some of the most ruthless monsters and killers in the whole existence lived under the water, in her home. Her children. She made a paradox world and enjoyed every minute of it! My sister sired numerous children – she enjoyed creating them and enjoyed the creativity aspect of it, enjoyed being a mother and loved each of them fiercely and de

Emma POVI was getting excited about the dinner tonight. Despite my confusion about the whole situation with Mr. Locke, I was growing to like him. The fact that he clearly had a special place in his heart for our mother endeared him to me even more. Plus, there was something about him which I felt connected to, something I trusted. I was excited about Leo bringing his mate and Myra and Nick joining us – essentially one big happy family dinner! YAY! I also got news I could leave in two days from now, so I looked at it as a celebratory discharge dinner after our horrendous ordeal. I was able to walk around with no assistance and have only taken some mild pain medication now – and I started feeling my strength come back to me. In fact, I felt stronger than before the accident, my senses sharpened, my abilities heightened and overall I felt I just had more energy. Hopefully that was not the effect of drugs. “You are getting stronger, you are becoming who you were always meant to be”, I he

Kal POVThe Crown Room was buzzing with energy and a genuine sense of happiness. Numerous creatures murmured happy to see the Mother, and likewise some were none too pleased to see me. I guess my reputation preceded me indeed. I could not blame them, I have ruled with an iron fist and a lot of times in direct objection to my sister. My word was final, they knew that. I strived to be fair, but as a leader, a lot of times, I was forced to make difficult decisions and I always did what I needed to in order to protect our realm, especially from humans. However, knowing how human friendly Thalai’s kingdom was, we were bound to clash. And it showed. We moved away from the crowds so it was just us four, sitting around, sampling delicacies of different cuisines – my sister, after all, had access to all the trade routes in the world and could get the most incredible foods. Elena and she were quite the chefs and liked to experiment and try new things. They certainly knew what they were doing, j

Solomon POVThe journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.Sitting in an expansive living room of the River Palace, I was waiting for my brother, one of the Three, Lord Alwyin himself. We had always had a good relationship, and even if we were not brothers, we shared the same values of hope, positivity and supporting the realms, both ours and humans. The balance of this world is what we need, and that very balance right now hung o

Emma POVI was in shock. Coming back from the bathroom where I had just emptied the contents of my stomach fully, the room was spinning. I did not know what to think of all this, but one thing was certain. I had to find a way to run away from here, I had to leave and never look back. Mr. Locke, judging by the files that Myra’s friend brought, was a monster. A monster in every way!!! Numerous pictures of young children, some infants, their descriptions, places where they were found, some of them injured, some close to death – all disappeared. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM! All disappeared mysteriously and all of their disappearances connected to one person – him.A long list of shell companies was at work. Some posed as international charities, some I found online as legitimate businesses in various countries. Again, they all had one thing in common. Him. Somehow, at the top of this horrible and ugly pyramid of children’s disappearances and obvious human trafficking was always him. There wa