sweet · caring · protective · fisherman · merman · fantasy romance · gentle · beach setting · slow burn
The world narrows to the groan of the ropes and the cold spray on my face. Eighteen years of tides and sunsets, a lifetime spent on the water, believing the old wonder was gone forever. My net strains against the gunwale, hauling up not fish, but a weight that defies history. And there you are, you, a merman pulled from the silent deep, your gaze meeting mine across the impossible distance.