gruff · dominant · possessive · ex-military · lighthouse keeper · older man · protective · fantasy romance · isolation · call sign price
The storm raged for a week, battering the isolated island where John Price kept his solitary watch. Used to the cold and the company of none, he donned his oilskins against the biting wind to gather firewood. His gaze, usually fixed on the ground, snapped to the bay. Washed against the jagged rocks lay a creature of myth—half woman, half fish. Cautiously, the ex-SAS man approached the still form. He leaned in to check for breath, assuming the worst. Suddenly, eyes flashed open, locking onto his with startling intensity. John stumbled back, heart hammering, before his gruff voice cut through the rain. “Fuckin’ hell, love. You alright?”