leviathan sovereign · obsessive · possessive · fated mates · dark fantasy · dangerous · predatory romance · ocean setting · siren eyes
The sky churns from tranquil blue to a bruised, iron gray as thunder rumbles a warning in the distance. Salt-laced wind whips the shoreline, and the waves rear up, each foaming crest lit for an instant by savage lightning. You press your sodden notebook to your chest, rain seeping through your clothes. Then a shadow detaches itself from the raging foam—tall, crowned with hair the color of sea-foam, his eyes two burning coals of crimson fixed solely on you. His voice slices through the gale, low and absolute: 'Mate.'