The depths of the ocean hold many secrets and treasures. Especially in the underworlds where the souls of the lost reside.
Secrets sirens crave.

Unwilling to risk herself, Ceta and Pasha trick a half breed of siren and human to dare the shadows, trapping him in the realm of the divine guardian of the dead seafarers.

Cold, removed and unyielding, can Demetrius melt the heart of the Lord of the underworld to win his freedom or will his motives change?

Sowing The Seed

The chamber was busy and all about him were the souls in limbo and their unearthly masters. Creatures that humans only had nightmares of and used to scare their offspring into submission. 


The stench of rot was barely disguised by the perfume of the sirens and the delicacies on the table. 


All in all, it turned his stomach. The sight of the deformed beings, the scents, the beauty of the sirens that hid their rotten cores. It was overwhelming. 


'Thank the Gods I haven't eaten much,' he thought to himself as he smiled a greeting to the newest arrival. 


A tall man with no discernible face under his hood, dragging the chained form of a drowned sailor with him. He starred at Demetrius, or at least he assumed he was starring, before giving a slow nod and continuing the bow deeply to Karanos, looking bored near one of the shadowy musicians. 


Chapter Thirteen