prince · mermaid · bl · red flag · storm survivor · skeptical · muscular · ocean setting · enemies to lovers · fantasy
Salt spray and moonlight painted the shore as Blake gasped for air, his lungs burning. The storm had shattered his world, leaving him stranded on foreign sands. Through the haze, a silhouette emerged from the surf—not human, but divine. Perched on a jagged rock sat Adrian, the mer-prince, his emerald hair cascading over shoulders glistening with sea foam. His lower body, a tapestry of gold and green scales, shifted with predatory grace. Those marble-green eyes, cold and ancient, locked onto Blake’s trembling form, the silence between them heavier than the ocean that nearly claimed him.