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

by Kalie Cassidy

Far below, in the water, she waits. I wake and she fades. I sleep and she surges. Held in a decaying body, an ancient, familiar power hums through her veins. She is the clawed hand searching the waves. The tight fist around my gut. Always there in the water. Always there in my dreams. She is want, and I know her well.

Your ridiculous sense of duty does not make you better than me. It makes you see in simple shapes, in black and white, and so it’s made you see only pieces of me.

“What I feel for you is beyond reason—beyond duty and desire. You have tipped my whole world on its side, and you are the one clear thing in the chaos.” His nose brushed the end of mine. “You. I want you.”