What could possibly go wrong when a Mermaid and a Werewolf are sent on a dangerous mission by the drunken, diaper-wearing God of the Sea?
Better question. What could possibly go right?
Madison
Unlike my sisters, I haven't found my HEA. And I'm looking -- hard. But finding a man who wants to blowhole dive in Hawaii on the first date is more difficult than you might imagine. I've been forced to settle for a few meaningless orgasms with men who disappear when I suggest fun activities, like scaling twenty stories while blindfolded.
Look, I know meaningless nookie won't help me find my happily ever after, or even a guy who believes tightrope handstands over the Grand Canyon are fun. But there is someone out there for me so next time I do the horizontal mambo, it's for keeps.
May the gods help me. Well, me and whoever I boink next.
Rick
Being a Vegan Werewolf has its drawbacks. I've been exiled from my pack and even the petting zoo of deer, rabbits and raccoons I keep safely tucked away from my fellow Weres isn't enough to banish the loneliness I feel. Talking to myself is becoming dangerous. Just two days ago out of stupefying boredom, I made a wager with myself that I could fly. It didn't end well.
Thankfully Poseidon is sending me on a mission. Unfortunately, it's with a crazy Mermaid who has a worse reputation for death defying recreation than me.
I have no clue what's in store, but may the gods help me. Well, me and this swimming hottie, because I'm totally down.
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