Nora's Kraken (Monster Relations Bureau #1)

by Leigh Miller

“Yes, little siren. You’re the temptation designed just for me, the lure keyed to my blood, the song beckoning me toward the shore.” “Into the rocks, you mean,” I whisper, drawing on the scant mythology knowledge I possess. “And I will crash gladly, Nora.” His words are a low, dark caress, and when I don’t flinch away from them, he leans closer and curls his hand around my jaw. “I’d smash myself to bits for you. I’d let myself be drawn to you, a thousand times and a thousand more, even if it meant my ruin.”