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About an hour ago, she’d felt so lucky to have found the book without having to pre-order it. But it turned out someone else had beaten her to it, so she had no choice but to let it go. “All done?” Sea asked, holding several books in his right hand. Ayleen nodded listlessly. “Well then, let’s go home!” Sea said, walking ahead of the girl without noticing the expression on her face. Ayleen didn’t say anything and simply walked behind the young man. Sea had apparently bought three books related to chemical engineering. Ayleen glanced at him with admiratio and it seemed the young man enjoyed reading.

As the wind continued to howl against the cliffs, the terrifying, foreign current in my heart refused to fade, locking itself onto a target somewhere out in the deep black sea. Something was coming. And it was carrying a piece of me with it.

That secret will stay here with him. “All you have done will be for nothing. You will never be able to find another siren again.” I say to him when I punch my hand through his chest. My hand holding his heart. He gasps and splutters his eyes wide. I move closer to his ear and whisper. “I made a promise and I intend to keep it. My people will be safe without me in the water. They will never be found by humans again.” I kiss his cheek as I move back, looking him in the eye as I rip his heart from his chest. He falls and I drop his heart at my feet.

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My head cocked to his cerulean eyes so blue that every time my gaze lingered on the eyes of my betrothed, I drowned like a sturgeon cascading at the bottom floor of the ocean. In fact, I am drowning now. But I am not dying. In fact, his ocean eyes were the jewel in the rough that saved me from my humdrum life—from the life of the people who I thought were my family. The people who have also been victims of Hearteaters. I no longer know what emotions I am going to boil for them: anger or pity? Sorrow or happiness? Should I laugh like a devil in their graves or should I cry like a martyr saint as I lay down a bunch of flowers on their tombstones?

I crushed each pill with rage and swallowed hard. “Stop, Sia. One pill is enough—” She shouted, her voice tinged with concern. I didn’t care to respond. She ground her teeth, disappointment clear on her face, before rising to her feet. “I’m in so much pain. I need something to get rid of this awful sensation.” Rosetta, probably in her late forties, was like a mother to every man here. She always showed concern whenever anyone got hurt. “You’ll be fine.” Guilt washed over me like cold water as I thought about Pedro again. “Pedro died because of me. I shouldn't have forced him to give me those names. I shouldn’t have gone to his Red House. I should have listened to Carlos. I should have just d

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It was only five short, trembling, pain-fuelled steps, but it felt like I had run a marathon and I was light-headed. I clung to the frame of the bed, steadying myself and catching my breath for a moment before pulling myself upright and reaching for the shelf for stability. My eyes scanned the spines. A bible, obviously, made sense and I had predicted as much. The English Pilot, Fourth Book, Treatise of the Sphere and of the Art of Navigation, A Mariner’s Guide to the Coasts of the Spanish Main, De Iure Praedae, and something that looked totally out of place, Clarissa’s Folly: Or, The Wager of Hearts. There were also a number of books that were blank on the spines, which was interesting.

No big declarations or dramatic confessions. Just the soothing sounds of the house and the gentle rhythm of two hearts learning to be soft again. ---

“Stronger than anywhere I’ve felt since the Trials.” Theron stood behind her, watching the moonlight pour down like silver rain. “Do you want to stay here tonight?” She nodded. “Yes. I think… I think the book wants me to.” After making a small fire, Theron laid out a blanket for her to sit. Serena opened the book once more. This time, the pages turned themselves, flipping to an inscription she hadn’t seen before. The ink pulsed like veins of molten gold. The one who holds the blood of three, Shall choose the heart of fire or sea. If fire wins, a kingdom burns. If sea prevails, the world returns.