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

As promised, Kayana's tasks for Demetrius were simple—a far cry from toiling in the kitchen and scrubbing engrained grime from the tiles. 


They included laying out her clothes, polishing her jewels, drawing her baths, and perfuming the water with rich essential oils that shone brightly on the crystal surface. 


The pleasant aroma of sea flowers and salt now clung to him, ridding his skin of the stubborn tang of hay and excrement. 


Even Alexios noticed, seeming happier to nestle close for longer. Despite the lift in status, he was the only true comfort Demetrius found. 


The soft, warm bundle and even panting gave a comfort that nothing else could. And the knowledge that at least one creature could be trusted and depended upon. 


'And he isn't superficial...' Demetrius tugged at the shirt as he prepared for another day. Each one merged into the other. 'The pull of a clean blanket doesn't turn his head.' 


Chapter Seventeen