YES! DADDIES: A HOT COMPILATION OF SHORT STORIES
Dozens of them, thick and muscular, moving independently through the water with hypnotic grace.
They were a deep blue-black, covered in suckers that pulsed gently.
“What are you?” I whispered.
His lips curved into something that might have been a smile. “Your kind calls my species many things. Kraken. Sea devil. Monster.” He moved closer, tentacles propelling him through the shallows with disturbing ease. “I am Thalassor. And you, Dr. Nalina Whitter, have been drowning yourself in my territory for months.”
My name on his lips sent a shiver down my spine. “How do you know—”