In the Veins of the Drowning (The Siren Mage, #1)

by Kalie Cassidy

The deep, smoky voice made me jump. I whirled toward the far end of the curved lookout to see a brooding figure—dark and tall—leaning against the fort wall. He

With a melodic whisper, she could kill a tempest or stir one to life. She used her power to fill nets with fish, to aid ships in battles. And when she was wronged, she would lure the guilty to a brutal, drowning end.

“I always mean what I say, my lady. It’s my implication that you cannot grasp.” He uncrossed his strong arms and gripped the edge of the desk he perched upon. “You are lovely. You’re charming, and if our circumstances were different, I’d likely enjoy a meal with you, bask in your wit, but as it is your beauty and charm are like gnats that I must swat away from my eyes to keep my vision clear. Your qualities are wasted on me. They do not matter, because your purpose and power exceed them.”