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I followed the blood, the pressure building behind my ears and the ship’s bottom above me. The merman was inspecting his wound. He looked up as if sensing or hearing me, and grinned, his sharp teeth flashing. He swam up to me and grabbed my hand, pulling me down to him and sealing his mouth over mine in a kiss. His lips were not warm, as Rivyn’s were, but cool, and his tongue was slick against mine as he parted my mouth with his, stroking within. I felt the exchange of air in the kiss, and could taste him, salt, and something crisp and clean, like cucumber.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Hold Me Close (A Heron’s Landing Novella) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2016, 2017, 2020 by Iris Morland Cover design by Qamber Designs

The lines around his eyes let Lu know that he was smirking behind his coffee cup. “If we are?” Merrow asked, brushing back his white blonde hair as he studied the book in his hands. Flipping back to the cover, he looked at the models with a sigh of boredom. “It says it’s about mer-folk, but he does not look like one of ours.” “I think it’s supposed to be the girl.” Puca said, his grin deepening. “She has a tail.” “That’s not what we look like either,” Merrow said with a frown.

"I know you liked and cared about John, but he would have wanted you to live! And although you've done horrible things, I'm beginning to like you, so I couldn't let you die with him!" Her words shock me, but not enough to make me forget about John. I still want to turn around. My friend is fighting for his life behind us, and as we enter the village, I notice two things. Our ship is sailing away from us, away from the gigantic harpies. And the second thing I stare at is Hayden, the angry merman clawing at the birds flying around his massive body. Blood splatters to the ground in chunks, and the merman has trouble batting off the flock of mutated birds. He hisses, and I stop dead in my tracks

Hours - was the answer. The merman’s pace gradually slowed, and although he did not complain, she could tell that he was tiring from the way he favored one leg, the slump of his shoulders, and the silence that fell between them. Between the footwear, his illness, and the unaccustomed use of his body, Niarthen was tiring. She had begun to despair of her choice of the dirt road and then taking the first turnoff from it when the fields and trees suddenly revealed a little red-rooved farmhouse nestled between ugly but practical sheds.

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Going out to find food now with her shaky legs will only result in trouble. Studying the man she saved, Aqua realised that he was rather good-looking. The strange human who fell from above had hair as dark as ink and skin as pale as hers. He was bigger than her if they lay down side by side. Yet, he was nothing like what her mother described to her about men. Maybe merfolk men and human men were different. Merfolk men had bushy and rectangular jaws. Compared to them, this human had no hair on his chin and a jaw similar to mermaids. He had long dark lashes that cast a shadow on his cheeks while he slept. Why would anyone harm such a kind-looking person? Aqua could not understand the strange t

what a strange creature! Wait, wait, have I read about this creature with a human body and a fish tail in a book? Oh! I remember! Merman! At this moment, this Merman was looking at the situation inside the crystal coffin, and he was freaking out, clutching his only remaining gorgeous clothes and hissing in despair, "No! No! No, Isabella, no! Don't leave me!" I noticed that the white flowers were wilting rapidly. From the side of the crystal coffin to the pillars at the entrance of the palace, all the white flowers turned withered yellow and then black.

“Stay away from her! Taylor, run!” Run where?! I watch the two grapple with each other before Derek pushes the assassin back and I see his whole body shift, his clothes tearing off his body. I’m now staring at a gray wolf, double my size. The assassin doesn’t seem intimidated in the least. I move back, towards the door but still careful not to touch it. The sounds of fighting echo in my ears and I can’t see anything except for something moving in the dark. I hear a howl of pain and then something slams behind me. Thinking it’s Derek, I’m forced back, my hands making contact with the door.

The lightning had taken his sight and now he understood why it was forbidden to be near the mountains more so at a time like this, staring directly into the lightning like a fool. "Help!" He cried helplessly and frightened. What would he do without his sight? It's a very important day today in Aquarial. How could he not witness it until the end? This is bad, really bad. "Somebody help, please, I can't see!" His voice was shaky as he grew more afraid by the second, the darkness was overpowering and the merman has never been more afraid. Tide has approached the Merman who had caused the rift in his concentration and had made his Soulpearl feel its first warmth. A smile broadened his lips as he