Celeste Torelli is an ER surgeon, a damn good one, and everyone knows it. She works her ass off to help anyone who lands on her table. What most people don’t know is that she is a siren. More accurately, a hybrid. Her mother, a siren. Her father, a wizard. She saves lives every day, but that is nothing compared to what she is about to go through. 
In trying to make her father happy, she inadvertently gets thrown into the mix of an organization hell bent on wiping paranormals off the face of the earth. With her family’s life at stake, stress starts to take hold. As if her life isn’t complicated enough, love seems to creep into the equation too. Can she deal with all of this? Is she strong enough to be what everyone needs her to be? No one wants to be on the receiving end when she finds out.
THE STRONG SIREN TYPE - CELESTE is created by SHERRIE CARBAJAL, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

The Strong Siren Type: Celeste

Well, that was an interesting conversation. Her dad is much scarier than I remember. God, I need a drink. I make my way downstairs to the parlor area. Before I reached the door, I hear voices. Oh, please don't be Mr. Torelli. I turn the corner to see Cerin and Chase sitting at the bar area. Ah! Safe! "Hey, guys. Looks like everyone needs a drink before dinner, huh?"


Cerin rattles the ice in his glass around with a faraway look in his eyes. "I can't do it, guys. I'm out."


"I'm confused. What are we talking about?" I say with one eyebrow cocked.


"I can't watch another woman that I love die as I live on in immortality. Vampire's curse, ya know. I can't turn her either. She's a surgeon. She loves it too. She would never be able to do that being a vampire. The temptation would be too much to handle. She deserves to be happy. She's an amazing woman."


"That's what I was thinking about before I got here too, man. That's why I needed this." I hold my beer in the air for emphasis. "I was thinking about what her dad said earlier. I know I could make her happy, but I could never give her kids." They both look at me in confusion. "A phoenix shifter can only produce male offspring. Sirens can only produce female offspring. Therefore, we could never have kids. I know he said that is extremely important to her. I really don't want to, but I think I have to step away."


Chase downs another shot of vodka and puts it upside down on the counter. "If it makes you two feel any better, I'm backing off too."


I've known Chase for a long time, and I don't ever remember him backing down on a woman he wants. "I have to say, Chase, I'm surprised. That doesn't sound like you at all."


Chase chuckles with an amused grin on his face. "I know. I know. I assure you my reasons are not nearly as selfless as you two. I'm just not ready to settle down. Have kids. House with a white picket fence. It's just not in the cards for me yet, and having my limbs torn off and forcibly fed to me by an angry father is just not worth it at this point in time."


I nod. "Well, gentlemen, let's have a toast." Everyone raises their drinks in the air. "Here's to bowing out. Gracefully or not, it's the right choice for all of us. No matter the reasons. Cheers!"


CHAPTER 10: Time to let go...