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What happens when myth meets reality?

On the night of his father's grand Hotel opening, Aiden had gone out to the sea with his friends to escape the noisy crowd in the hotel that disturbed his peace.
Out on the sea and out of boredom, he had decided to try out something he had never done all his life: fishing.
In the middle of the night... along the offshore zone of the sea, the fishing net was casted into the sea. When something tugged at the net, his friends quickly pulled it up and into the boat before it could escape back into the ocean
With a sense of achievement, they looked at the net to see what they had caught and to their suprise...

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Aiden walked up to kai who laid motionless on the cold floor after being pulled out of his tank by his tail. His wet golden coloured hair sprawled and stuck to his pale white skin as the water droplets trickled down to the ground.
Aided squatted in front of him and gently pushed back the loose strands of wet hair that shielded his face. Holding onto kai's chin, he tilted his head up so he could look back at him. Upon seeing the hateful gaze of the young merman directed at him, a sly grin appeared on his face
"Let me go." Kai said through gritted teeth causing Aidens smile to broaden. Caressing his cheeks softly, he leaned closer to the dripping man and whispered softly into his ears in a deep dulcet voice 
"No-"



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My Siren(BL)

After his encounter with Kai in the bathtub, Donovan had hurried to his study to put down what he had discovered about the boy mermaids in general as his mind was still set ablaze.

He walked into a dimly lit study just beyond a door beneath the staircase. The study was not as big as one would imagine. It was a normal sized room with a total of six wooden shelves, two at each corner of the room. In the middle was a lone table made of fine black wood and a chair behind it. Beside the set furniture was a standing lamp which lit the entire room.

He strode to one of the shelves stacked mostly with notebooks and jotters. Running his fingertips the spine of each book, he finally landed on a certain white notebook he pulled it out of the stack, causing the others to fall slant.

The plan