Princess Genevieve Rosenberg loves the sea. She loves the smell, the sound, the color, the feeling - everything. She loves the stories it tells and the secrets it holds. She loves the opportunity it presents.
Genevieve loves the sea, but she never expects it to drop something - or, someone - on her front door step who has a lot of tattoos and an accent she’s never heard before. She doesn’t expect to ever fear the sea, but what it’s capable of is a lot more than she would have ever thought.
England, 1897. English Professor Louis Tomlinson’s passion for the occult has been a source of mockery and derision for most of his life. When he hears whispers of a traveling freak show newly established in London claiming the existence of a monstrous sea hybrid, half-man, half-fish, Louis sees it as his ticket to credibility amongst his peers. The summer he spends undercover working on the show, however, gives him much more than that.
“Melody did you know that there’s a breed of mermaid that are in the pygmus family that are no bigger than a boot? Maybe that’s what you are!”
Amused ink bubbles spurt from her lips as she coils her way around Harry’s forearm to get a closer look, huffing when she sees the protruding brow bone and slimy fin scales. She could never be related to something so ugly.
“Perhaps you’re right, you are far prettier than those little Pollyps eh?” Harry smiles and runs his finger over the black ink of her hair, her pursed lips pressing a whisper of a kiss to his fingertip.