Love Spells by Robyn Peterman

Author:Robyn Peterman [Peterman, Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robyn Peterman
Published: 2018-07-12T04:00:00+00:00

11

Ariel

My body felt like it had gone through a tsunami. My limbs wouldn’t move and my eyes refused to open. Was I dead? It felt like granules of sand beneath my broken body, but I couldn’t be sure. What the heck had happened to me? I had to be dead. Was I in Heaven? It certainly smelled delicious—all citrusy and floral.

The last thing I could recall was sitting in the ocean and staring at the stars. And then…

No way.

There was no way in Poseidon’s Salty Seven Seas that the Selkie legend had worked. Keith was not my true love. Heck, he was probably terrified of me. I’d tried to remove his Johnson. Of course he’d deserved it, but still…

Whatever. The Selkie legend was bullshit. Kate had to have been screwing with me. I’d just been in the wrong place at the wrong time and got sucked up into the weirdest most violent storm I’d ever come across in all my centuries.

Dang it, I was supposed to save the day and I’d screwed it all up. Now my sisters and the Mystical Isle were in danger from the Krakens because I got sucked up into a freakin’ tsunami. And worst of all I wasn’t going to ever see the idiot Selkie again. The timing couldn’t have been worse and now I was most likely dead. Crap.

“NO!” a male voice shouted.

It sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t be sure as my ears were still ringing.

Was it Zeus? Or Poseidon? Or…

“Ariel,” he said as he gently lifted me into his arms and cradled me to his bare chest. “Damn it, are you dead?”

I tried to answer, but nothing came out. Was I dead? I felt so safe and happy in this man’s arms and he smelled amazing. Did I know him? He certainly seemed to know me.

“Tar Stain, is the lassie alive?” another voice yelled.

Tar Stain? My hero’s name is Tar Stain? That was all kinds of wrong. I racked my brain to try to remember if I knew anyone named Tar Stain. It was an awful name for someone as muscular and as good smelling as the man holding me.

“Grab a towel or something,” Tar Stain growled. “Ariel’s alive. She lost her bikini top and no one can ogle her knockers except me. I’m serious. I will tear your eyes out of your head if you so much as peek at even one of her boobs.”

“Duuude, chillax your crack,” another voice said. “No one is looking at her tremendous rack.”

I felt Tar Stain gently cover me in a soft material, but I still couldn’t move or talk.

“Listen dookie knuckle, if she wasn’t in my arms right now I would kick your ass so hard you’d have to travel the world to find it again,” Tar Stain snapped.

Dookie Knuckle laughed at Tar Stain’s threat. These people had some truly bizarre names.

“Tar Stain, can ye heal her like ye did the lobsters?” the older of the three asked.

Now that voice sounded a lot like a Pirate.

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