Siren's Secret (Harlequin Nocturne Series #172)

Siren's Secret (Harlequin Nocturne Series #172)

by Debbie Herbert
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Siren's Secret (Harlequin Nocturne Series #172) by Debbie Herbert

In Debbie Herbert's debut novel, there are two secrets, each one with a deadly consequence…

Shelly Connors's worlds—on land and in the sea—are turned upside down when an evening swim turns into a nightmare. On a sweltering night deep in the bayou, the mystical mermaid witnesses a horrifying act. With a monstrous killer now hot on her trail, her life and the lives of her kin are in jeopardy.

Terrified of becoming the next victim, Shelly has no choice but to turn to Sheriff Tillman Angier. Tillman has had his intense gray eyes on the sultry honey-haired beauty for a while. The feelings are mutual…and impossible to ignore. But he's determined to solve the murders, and he knows Shelly's hiding something. Can she trust him with her deepest secret?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780373885824
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 11/05/2013
Series: Harlequin Nocturne Series , #172
Edition description: Original
Pages: 304
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.60(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

Debbie Herbert, a 2017 RITA® Finalist, Romance Writers of America®, writes both suspense and paranormal romance. Married and living in Alabama, she's a huge fan of Bama's Crimson Tide. Her oldest son, like some of her characters, has autism. A past Maggie finalist in Young Adult & Paranormal Romance, she loves hearing from readers!

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With a flick of her mermaid's tail, Shelly surfaced from the deep coastal waters holding the dead body of victim number two.

Black garbage bags, held together with yards of duct tape, wrapped around the dead human like a macabre gift package. A cement block dangled from the rope attached to the body. Shelly removed a knife from the leather pouch belted at her waist and sliced through the rope, releasing the block. She plunged her long, sharp nails into one end of the garbage bag, ripped open a layer of plastic and stared into a pair of empty eye sockets.

The killer's signature calling card. News of the previous dead body with missing eyes, dumped weeks earlier in the bayou, still dominated the news media as an unsolved case.

From the tip of her fin to the top of her scalp, an electric surge of fear blazed through her body like a burn. This could have been me. Whether she was on land in human form, or at sea as a mermaid, both worlds were filled with danger.

Miles from shore, she kept afloat by swishing the tail fin beneath her torso. Her gaze froze on the maimed body as her heart pounded in time with each rise and fall of the waves. Seawater pooled in the victim's empty eye sockets like wells of tears. The placid mood of the ocean shifted, as if it resented the violent encounter it was asked to hide. Shelly's arms ached as she struggled to hold the slippery plasticencased body in the turbulent water. Against the waves, the plastic wriggled and slithered like a monstrous black eel.

The abrupt rumble of a boat engine sliced through the humid night air. Shelly jerked and the victim's body skated from her grasp and bobbed beside her in the water. She thought the killer had left, but panic and surprise at the unexpected encounter during her swim had made her careless.

Earlier, she'd been close to her human home, finishing her evening's swim, when a sudden splash sent screaming vibrations rippling through the sea. She'd heard the boat above her on the ocean's surface and watched as the long, cylindrical object sank like a torpedo not twenty yards away. She should have left at once. But she had suspected the foreign object was human, and hoped the human might still be alive.

So Shelly had watched and waited at first. Through the dark ripples, the full moon illuminated a man peering over the side of an old johnboat. She couldn't move as he'd stood there, waiting. Probably making sure the weighted-down corpse wouldn't pop back up, and then the boat had sped away.

Now he was back.

The boat gathered speed and headed directly at her.

No! I can't be seen. Stupid, stupid, getting caught. Got to get the hell away. He would be on her in seconds. Shelly reached for the body and her hands slid off the slick plastic. She took a deep breath and forced her panicked mind to be clear. Her fingers, then palms, grabbed a handful of plastic and she pulled it close enough to circle her arms around the victim's center. But the now-waterlogged body was so heavy it slipped through her arms down into the sea.

Yards away, the killer stared at Shelly with the eyes of an intense predator. With the light of a full moon, she made out the curly dark hair peeking out from under a baseball cap, a hookish beak of a nose, glittering dark eyes with gold flecks and a short, wiry body tensed in fury.

Her eyes burned as she strained to adjust her vision from water to air, the sudden beam of a flashlight blinding her for a moment. Judging from the way his mouth gaped open, Shelly knew he'd seen her inhuman pupils do their wild thing, shine with the bioluminescent glow of deep-sea marine life as the irises swirled like a miniature aurora borealis. Her muscles seized and locked, refusing her mind's screaming command to flee.

Damn. Wait until he sees my tail.

The boat stopped next to her and the man's face contorted with rage. He pointed at Shelly. "What the hell?" he screamed in a tight, shrill voice. He reached into his pants pocket and drew out something. Silver flashed as moonbeams reflected off a thin metallic surface.

A long-bladed stiletto knife.

The sight broke Shelly's paralyzing stupor. She somersaulted, momentarily flipping her tail fin in the air before diving down to the ocean floor. Despite a mysterious, searing pain in her tail, Shelly swam to the bed of sand, knowing he couldn't come after her this deep down.

The foreign odor of dead human wafted through the usual smell of marine life. As her eyes adjusted to the absence of light in the deep sea, Shelly located the body and swam over to it.

A few long strands of black hair escaped from the torn garbage bag. Shelly ran her fingers through her own honey-colored locks. She had never come so close to evil and death. It wasn't right to leave the body this way. Too disrespectful. Unable to resist, she touched the victim's forehead, noting the heart-shaped face and delicate, arched eyebrows above the gaping wounds.

I am so sorry this happened to you. So sorry.

She tucked the long black strands back into the plastic, trying to bestow some dignity and kindness on the dead woman. I'll come back for you, she promised as she placed the body in a wedge between a large outcropping of limestone rocks.

The sharp pain from the tip of her tail fin broke through the shock and grief. She looked down and saw a small stream of blood oozing out in swirling, crimson eddies. The killer's knife had stuck into her fin. Damn. In the split second her tail had been exposed, the killer had managed to stab her. She pulled out the knife and this time the pain was excruciating. Had this been what he used to kill his victims?

I have to stop him.

She forced herself back up through the black depths of water, gripping his weapon in her right hand. Nearing the surface, she found the rusty boat still rocking from her downward dive. Flat-bottomed and only fourteen feet long, the rusted aluminum boat was not the best choice for anything but the calmest of waters. Although the style was popular in the bayou for leisure fishing, and easily navigable in the winding backwaters threading along the bayou shoreline, the killer was out of his element so far from land and with the increased wave action of the sea.

His engine sputtered as the killer tried frantically to restart the old worn-down motor. He was on the scrawny side, but his biceps bulged as he yanked the pull cord over and over.

As the boat's motor sprang to life, the waters churned and roared around her. Too late to knock him overboard now. The motored blades could slice her to pieces if she came too close.

Her fingers gripped the knife's handle in frustration as the boat raced off.

She fought against the instinct to fling it away and leave it on the ocean floor. Maybe the killer's identity could be traced through the weapon.

Certain he was gone, Shelly lifted her torso higher out of the ocean and spotted a dingy white baseball cap floating on the boat's wake. She grabbed it and submerged undersea again.

Home. There she could think, form a plan. And get her cousins' advice.

"Anybody out there?" Shelly pushed air out of her lungs, sent the vibration of her voice in a compressive wave motion, similar to the high-frequency elocution of dolphins but minus the clicking sound. "Lily? Jet? " If they were anywhere near, they'd pick up her message and respond. Underwater sound traveled twice as fast as on land and four times as far.

Shelly strained to hear an answer but only caught the snapping of crab claws and a few toadfish whistles.

She swam home, each flick of her fin sending shooting sparks of pain through her body. Please, no sharks. She focused on keeping an eye out for opportunistic predators attracted by bloody smell—a mermaid's worst nightmare. She feared hungry sharks more than the killer returning. No way could that man get near her so many fathoms deep.

At last she swam through her home's undersea cave portal with its narrow tunnel climbing upward, and broke surface. The tunnel led to land, the opening covered by a hurricane-proof steel structure shed erected after Hurricane Katrina. It replaced the dilapidated tin building that had stood in this exact spot ever since Shelly was a teenager visiting her cousins on summer vacation. Some such structure had stood for decades at this portal, providing cover for her ancestors as they came and went to the sea.

Dark, humid air rushed into her lungs and she paused at the portal's slender opening, about the size of a city-street manhole. Arms clinging to the edge of its sandy surface, Shelly braced to raise her tail fin out of the water.

This was going to hurt like hell.

The transformation from tail fin to legs usually lasted about thirty seconds with only minor discomfort as oxygen bubbled through her veins. But tonight's stab wound was a bitch. Already tired and in shock, it took all Shelly's energy to pull her body out of the sea. When her breathing slowed a bit, Shelly stood on her left foot and cautiously put weight on the injured right one. It was bearable. She limped to the left wall of the shed and fumbled for the flashlight, kept for these late-night swims. Once she shifted from mermaid form, her night vision decreased to that of an average twenty-nine-year-old.

The halo of light revealed a deep puncture wound, but the bleeding wasn't as bad as she'd first feared. She hoped that was a good sign. She removed the sporran always belted to her waist during swims. It contained her knife, useful for cutting her way loose from fishing nets and as protection against dangerous predators.

Shelly had thought the human world a much safer place.

Until tonight.

The moonlight made her feel exposed and vulnerable as she hobbled to the house. Once inside, she quickly locked the door behind her and leaned against it. Home. It had never felt so good to be home.

The smell of grilled seafood and the musical babbling of her cousins in the kitchen hit her with such relief it made her knees wobble.

She meant to call for her cousins, Jet and Lily, but she was too spent for her voice to carry. She stumbled into the kitchen and leaned an arm against the table. Her long hair dripped, forming a puddle on the Spanish-style tiled floor.

Shelly drank in the domestic scene. Jet put down a platter of extremely rare grilled shrimp and crab claws while Lily rolled up chopped fish in seaweed for sushi rolls. From the back, Lily's long blond hair, so similar to her own, fell in graceful swirls down to her hips. Jet noisily pulled out knives and forks to set the table. The colored glow from an antique Italian chandelier cast variegated prisms of light dancing across the walls.

"It's not like Shelly to get home so late," Jet said, running a hand over her cropped black bob. "And she's the one who insisted on grilled shrimp tonight, too."

"I'm here," Shelly said weakly. Neither could hear her over the kitchen rattling and a small TV playing the evening news.

"It's a full moon," Lily said. "I'm sure the tug of the tide called her. I plan on a long swim myself after dinner. Care to join me?"

"I said I'm here," Shelly managed, louder this time.

They turned as one to look at Shelly standing there, dripping and shivering from a combination of fear and cold. Jet strode over and shook her arm. "Shelly? Are you hurt?"

Shelly gazed at her injured foot and pointed a trembling finger.

Jet knelt down for a look. "Holy shit, girl. How'd you get this?"

"Kn-knife wound," she stuttered.

Lily gasped and dropped a handful of the seaweed wrap. A glob of raw fish plopped against her pedicured toes.

"How'd you manage that?" Jet asked. Lily hurried across the kitchen. Stepping over the dropped sushi, she grabbed a chair and set it behind Shelly.

She sank into it gratefully and stared at the worried faces of her cousins, the only family she had left in the world and the only ones who truly knew and understood her. Being mermaids, the trio pretty much kept to themselves and protected one another from outsiders.

The enormity of what she had just witnessed hit Shelly like a tsunami. If she was in danger, so were her cousins. So was every mermaid, few as they now were in the Gulf Coast. The toxic oil spills had chased away most of those lingering in the area.

"I saw a body being dumped about three miles out in the ocean, near the mussel beds."

"You mean—a dead body?" Jet asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Yes." She took a deep breath and spoke again, the bottled words tumbling out. "I felt the pulse of the water change and when I looked to the surface I saw a tall object falling. And…and there was a boat, too, but it left." Her mouth quivered violently and Shelly clamped her jaws, trying to still her chattering teeth.

Lily laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. "You're okay now," she murmured in a voice that held the echo of an ocean wave.

Shelly nodded. "I knew, as soon as it dropped, that it smelled human even though it looked all wrong. You know? Just a long, cylindrical object with no arms or legs moving.

"I dragged the thing up and realized the plastic had interfered with my sense of smell. When I tore open the bags, the human smell overpowered me and I saw…" Her whole body convulsed. "I saw a face with missing eyes."

"Just like the body found a few months ago," Lily whispered. "Oh, honey, no wonder you're so upset. How awful."

"That's not the worst part," Shelly confessed. "I was seen. In mermaid form."

A stunned silence settled in the kitchen.

"Don't tell me the killer saw you," Jet demanded.

Shelly hung her head. She'd screwed up big-time. "He got close enough to stab me in my tail fin as I tried to get away. The damn thing stuck."

Jet's hands fisted at her sides. "Son of a bitch. Wish I'd been the one who killed him."

They thought she'd killed him.

"Don't be upset." Lily stroked her arm. "You did what you had to do. It's over now."

"It's not over," Shelly confessed. "He got away."

Jet slammed a fist down on the kitchen table. "He can't know our secret. I'll take him out myself." She took a determined step toward the back door. "Just tell me what direction he went and I'll find the bastard."

Lily stood. "Let me do it. I'll sing to him. No man can resist me when I sing. It'll be easier that way, and less violent."

"But he's gone." Shelly stood, grimaced at the shooting pain in her right foot and sat back down. "Besides, you don't know what he looks like."

Jet faced her, hands on hips. "So. Describe him and the boat."

Shelly shook her head and lowered her lashes. "It's too late to do anything about it now."

"So…what? Are we supposed to sit around and chance that he'll find us?" Jet paced, running her hands through her short hair.

Lily's musical voice interrupted. "He doesn't know who we are. It was dark. A human's eyesight isn't as good as ours. We should be safe."

Shelly again felt the killer's fierce eyes boring into hers. "Maybe," she said doubtfully. "But Bayou La Siryna is a pretty small town and he got a close-up view of my face. What if I run into him on the streets? Will I have to watch my back every day for the rest of my life wondering if he's recognized me?"

"We'll find him first," Jet said. "Find him and kill him."

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Siren's Secret 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 13 reviews.
dlsully75 More than 1 year ago
Great book by a new author! I haven't read anything about mermaids in a long time, but this book makes me want to find more. I am really hoping that it will be a series and we will get to learn more about Jet and Lily. They are both very intriguing characters. Shelly is half human/half mermaid. She is shunned by the mermaids because she isn't full mermaid, but doesn't really fit in with humans either. Her cousins, Lily and Jet, are full mermaids, but they still love Shelly. When Shelly is out swimming one night, she comes across a serial killer dumping a body in the ocean. Unfortunately, the killer sees her, too. Then it is a race as the killer hunts her down while she in turn is searching for him. Tillman is the local sheriff. He moved back in with his mother after his father died to help take care of Eddie, his autistic brother. Shelly is an aquatic therapist and she works with Eddie as his swim instructor. Tillman and Shelly have a lot of great chemistry and things really start to heat up after their first date. Unfortuantely, things become complicated quickly because Shelly can't tell him the truth about herself. This means she can't tell him everything she knows about the killer either. This story is full of suspense, romance, and mermaids. In other words, it's great! Debbie Herbert is definitely an author I will be following in the future.
Cecilia_Dominic More than 1 year ago
Mermaids? Check. Handsome Sheriff? Check. OMG Creeptastic serial killer? Hell, yes, check. I picked up this book at the Southern Magic Readers Luncheon a couple of weeks ago and got pissed when, on the way back to Atlanta, my husband wanted me to take over driving because that meant I had to put it down. In the little town of Bayou La Siryna, everyone has secrets, which drive the plot of this thriller. The characters are all very well realized, and even the serial killer -- and did I mention how creepy he is? -- has some sympathetic characteristics. I also applaud the author for tackling the tough issues of adult children with disabilities and alcoholism, which both add to the twisty turny plot and never feel preachy. My only complaint is that I wanted more cool undersea mermaid action. Still, if you're looking for something different in the paranormal thriller genre, this book is for you.
ladyofwesttower More than 1 year ago
Serial Killer served up with a side of Sea Creature. Siren's Secret by Debbie Herbert is part of Harlequin's Nocturne line - which is described as dark, sensuous and dangerous - where paranormal and normal collide.  This book definitely does that. First, how gorgeous is this cover? I'm sure you realize by now that I love a good cover and this one was beautiful. When I picked up Siren's Secret - actually I got it for free from someone who won it from Debbie herself but already had their own copy - I thought this was going to be a fun, light read. Its about mermaids! I love mermaids but I find it rare that you see someone go truly into their dark side. Actually, I have a hard time finding books about mermaids for adults period. Needless to say I was excited and when I opened it up, a fun light read was not what I got. It was better. Debbie Herbert not only brings out the darker drives of mermaids but she takes you deep into the mind of a serial killer. Its easy to have a villain to hate but she actually makes you feel a little bit sorry for this guy. Not enough that I thought he shouldn't be punished but you kind of understood where he was coming from. She captures life in the Alabama Bayou wonderfully. I have to say that I'm really hoping Jet gets her own book soon because she was probably my favorite character in the book. This is a great debut novel and definitely wets my appetite for more which is why its under appetizers. I was very excited to find out that this is, in fact, the beginning of a series produced with Harlequin called Dark Seas. So be on the look out for book two, Siren's Treasure which is still in the works. It sounds like its going to be Jet's book. I'm really, really hoping it is. ;) If you're looking for something a dark, something with mermaids, and something set in a small Bayou town, this is the book for you. Check it out. I enjoyed it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If you love mermaids and romance, this is a fun book.
Kayaditi More than 1 year ago
Mermaids and serial killers! What more could you ask for? I was fascinated from the beginning. Shelley, half human and half mermaid, is spotted by a madman as he’s disposing of his latest kill. Unfortunately, she’s not quite human when he does. Now the race is on to see who can put the other away first. Shelly wants him locked up. He wants her six feet under. And just to complicate things, the local sheriff is no fool. Too bad Shelley can’t get him out of her thoughts. And what thoughts they are. Siren’s Secret is so much more than a romantic tale, or tail for that matter. The mermaid world is just starting to be fleshed out in this first mermaid story from Debbie Herbert. Shelley has two mermaid cousins, and the three couldn’t be more different. Their own stories will be something to look out for. But it’s not just the mermaid world we discover. Herbert has wrapped us up in the town and the people who live there. You get a real sense of the character’s daily lives and what drives them. Herbert’s writing takes the reader there, all five senses bringing the details to life. And the suspense! This is a romance, but the villain in this story almost stole the show. I’m often tempted to skim over the bad guy’s point of view, but not here. The details and darkness Herbert paints him with is chilling, right down to his insect collection. He’s the horrifying accident you can’t look away from. The attention to detail is why we fear for Shelley. Not just fiction-fear but something that churns in your gut. You, the reader, fear him.  Tillman is our lead man, the local Sheriff. If you find yourself used to the usual fictional hero—you know the one; he’s kind, alpha, obsessed with the girl, and oh so… well, fictional—then this is a breath of fresh air. Tillman doesn’t lack for these things, but he is real. This is how you know most people, real people, would be. He’s a cop first, a protector of the people first. It’s the brain up top that drives him, always. The rest must follow what is the right thing to do. He’s true to himself, and you respect him for it. Our couple doesn’t change for each other. They learn to love what they are. Even if what they are is impossible to believe.
LisaB95 More than 1 year ago
I have to say, mermaid stories are one of my favorites. This one doesn’t disappoint. I have both the ebook and also listened to the audiobook some. The only thing negative I have to say is that I wasn’t crazy about the narrator, but the book was good enough that I wanted to keep on listening. There was so much suspense. The bad guy was so much fun to hate. What a clever idea to write a serial killer into a mermaid story. The characters are so well developed. I can’t wait to dig into Jet and Lily’s story. At first I wasn’t sure about Jet but now she’s turning out to be my favorite. And omgosh! Never in my life did I expect the development that came about at the end! I was like WHHAATTT! This didn’t end in a cliffhanger by any means but I can’t wait to see what happens with this little tidbit.
Jennydm More than 1 year ago
Shelly Connors is half-breed mermaid, who is out for a midnight swim and witnesses a horrifying event. She comes home to her cousins and they soon become the next target. With no choice she turns to Sheriff Tillman Angier. He likes Shelly, but also soon realizes she has secrets that relates to the case. Will she be able to trust him enough to tell him and will he be able to save her from a madman? Good plot development with complex characters that grow as the story continues. Several plot twists that help to draw the reader further in to the story. Well written and a nice set-up for the second novel in the set. This book does provide a HEA for this set of main characters.
ReadersFavorite More than 1 year ago
Reviewed by Melinda Hills for Readers' Favorite Being in the wrong place at the wrong time is always a bad thing, but especially when you have a huge secret to hide. That is definitely the case in Siren's Secret by Debbie Herbert. After witnessing a murderer dispose of his victim as she is enjoying a swim 3 miles out at sea, Shelly Connor is spotted and almost killed by the psychopath. Unable to go to the police because of the secret she and her two cousins share - their double life as mermaids - the intrigue is compounded when Shelly and the sheriff begin an affair. Trying to find the murderer so as to pin the crime on him without letting Tillman in on the secret proves to be too difficult, considering some of the evidence points to the three women. Is it possible to love someone with such a big secret? And how much loyalty can someone show the family when their heart is on the line? In spite of all their issues, can Shelly and Tillman work together to catch a killer or will someone else beat them to justice?   Great descriptions of the Alabama beachfront add to the excitement of the story in Siren's Secret by Debbie Herbert. The action is intense and emotions are high as a centuries-old secret is threatened while a murderer runs loose in this rural area. Just when Shelly thinks she has found love, things get complicated and threaten a blossoming relationship. The interactions are realistic and the characters are distinct and well developed so that you feel as though you are right in the action. This is a great paranormal story that keeps you hoping for love to win!
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Cay47 More than 1 year ago
"Siren's Secret" is a captivating fast-paced tale of mermaids and murder. Successfully living on land with her relatives, the lovely Shelly becomes embroiled in the hideous crimes of a serial killer and fears she will become his next victim. The multi-layered main characters in the story are credible and lovable. The suspense builds and sustains to a satisfying ending. The ocean and the bayou are a beautiful backdrop to the story. If you are tired of werewolves and vampires, why not give mermaids a chance? I highly recommend "Siren's Secret" to anyone who loves action and adventure.
jmcgarry More than 1 year ago
I received a free copy of this book from the author in exchange for this review.  I don't usually read Harlequin romances. When I was growing up, they had the reputation of being the cheap novels you bought at the checkout counter. All of them had the same basic plotline: Young, innocent woman goes to some exotic location and meets a man dressed like Fabio. THey have an instant attraction, and fall into a night of steamy lovemaking. After some intervening issues, they come back together and profess their everlasting love for each other. There's even a book, first published in 1984 and still available on Amazon, called the Romance Writers' Phrase Book, which has all kinds of phrases romance authors can use to punch up their novels. I remember Johnny Carson parodying this on the Tonight Show with a segment called You Are the Author, where he allowed audience members the chance to write romance novel phrases. Besides all of this, as a 50 year old heterosexual man, I'm not their target market.  All that said, this is not the stereotypical Harlequin Romance novel. You had a creepy guy who was the murderer (this is established at the beginning of the novel, so it's not a spoiler). He likes to collect dead bugs, which reminded me of Silence of the Lambs. (I almost expected the killer to be wearing a Hannibal Lecter mask at some point.) Then, somehow, a mermaid finds the body in the ocean and brings it to shore so the sheriff can find it. In typical Harlequin fashion, the sheriff is a hunky guy, and the mermaid is drawn to him for a night of passionate lovemaking. However, this part is kept to a minimum. The sheriff has a developmentally disabled brother and an alcoholic mother. The mermaid has 2 mermaid cousins who specialize in treasure hunting. The novel follows all the characters as they interact with each other, until the climactic final scene. This actually reads like a mystery novel rather than a romance. You feel for the sheriff and his family. You understand the mermaids' motivation to keep things secret. The killer is somewhat stereotypical, but even there, there are some things from his past that play a big part in his future. It ends with enough loose ends to possibly generate a sequel. I haven't said too much, because I don't want to spoil the ending, but there is a lot more going on in this book. All in all, a good book. I don't know if I'll read any more Harlequin books (except to review them), but I won't dismiss them any more either.
diannashuford More than 1 year ago
A new era in paranormal romance. Mermaids take center stage in this story that blends the paranormal with suspense in a captivating love story. If you’re ready to move beyond vampires and werewolves and shape shifters, then this is the book for you. This novel kept me turning pages, and when I reached ‘The End’, I was disappointed the story was over. Debbie Herbert has presented a fabulous story that entertains as well as keeps the reader on edge until Shelly is safe once again. Shelly Connor’s need for justice and protection outweighs her need for keeping her secret, placing her in danger in every way. Tillman Angier’s need to protect Shelly despite the secrets he senses she’s holding back makes him a hero to love. I would recommend this book to anyone who is looking for a great read with a heroine torn between two worlds—our world and the world beneath the sea.
_DVF_ More than 1 year ago
I received this book from the author. When Shelly Connor goes out swimming one night, her world is turned upside down. She sees a man in a boat throwing something into the water. When the man sees her, she is frozen. He throws a knife at her. The killer knows that she has his knife. He figures out where she lives and begins to terrorize her and her cousins. Whom can she trust? Sheriff Tillman Angier makes her heart beat faster whenever he is near. Can Shelly trust Tillman with her secret? Will he be able to save her from the killer?