Ocean of Sin and Starlight Read Online Karina Halle

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 106107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 531(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
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But last night was a test. I submitted to him. I trusted him. I figured if he’s going to try and kill me, he should get it over with.

Yet, I didn’t die. Priest took great care to make sure I was alright, that I was only experiencing the finest pleasure. And when we were done, he took his time to make sure I was satisfied and safe, enough so that I fell asleep in his arms.

So for now, my fear of that monster reappearing, those nightmares of the church that sting of his ultimate betrayal, will have to go ignored. I’ll face them when they rear their ugly heads, and hopefully, I won’t have to face them alone. Priest will stare down his demons by my side.

My main fear is that if Priest and I are forever bound to each other…how long does forever last?

He will live forever. He will carry my heart with him for the infinite stretches of time and whatever lies beyond it, but I will only be here for three hundred years, maybe less now that I’m human. Perhaps I’ll only have a hundred years with him before I die, before I get old and gray and sick and perish.

Or maybe fate will dole out a bitter hand and give me even less time than that. I might be a savage, able to fight back and take a good beating, harder to kill than your average human. Syrens are strong in so many ways, and I know that strength is still inside me. But if I’m shot? If I’m stabbed? If I’m set on fire? If I’m poisoned or somehow become susceptible to some human disease, or if I fall into the ocean in front of the wrong group of sharks, then I die.

And Priest will go on.

Though the chapter of our lives in Chile had come to a close, a new one is just starting. Our story is continuing.

But it will have to come to an end eventually, and that will happen when I die.

I don’t want to die.

I am under this man’s spell, and I intend to be for all time. I don’t want to watch his face as he watches me pass on, having to live on through life without me. He already lost his wife, and though it was by his hand, I can see what that loss did to him. If I go, will he submit to the monster and exist in agony? What will it be like to watch everyone around me never age while I do? What happens if we have children? Will they an immortal like him, or will he have to eventually watch them die as well?

He stirs a little, his breathing stopping and starting.

“Priest?” I whisper.

He lets out a low moan and pulls me closer to him, nuzzling his nose through my hair and along the back of my neck while he presses his cock against me, already hard and hot.

“You’re up early,” he murmurs.

“I thought you didn’t sleep.”

“Only after you tire me out,” he says. He adjusts himself and brushes my hair back behind my ears, delicately nibbling the shell. My body immediately responds to him, ravenous, like he’s uncovering hunger previously living dormant.

But I don’t want to submit just yet. I can’t, or I’ll lose both my nerve and my focus.

“Priest, I want to ask you something. Something important.”

He goes still. “Alright.”

I take a deep breath, but his arms hold me tight.

“I’ve been thinking about this…perhaps not for too long, but I don’t think it’s something one needs to dwell on.”

Silence swirls around us as he waits for me to go on, his breath bated.

“You’re an immortal,” I say. “And I’m not. And I don’t think it’s fair that an immortal and mortal can fall in love.”

He clears his throat after a moment. “Nothing is ever fair. We both know this well.”

“But…what if there was a way around it?”

He stiffens beside me and moves so that his hand is on my arm and he’s peering down at me, the black curtain of his long hair tickling my skin. “What way is that?”

“Turn me into a Vampyre.”

He blinks at me and then gives me the most incredulous, sour grin. “You know that’s impossible.”

“Impossible?” I sit up, nearly hitting my head on the bottom of the bunk. “It’s not. You’re here. You’re proof of it, living proof that you can be transformed.”

The blue in his eyes turn to ice as his gaze hardens. “I was⁠—”

“A monster. I know. We know.”

He glares at me and lets out a huffy growl.

“But you were a human before. A witch, perhaps, but a human. You were mortal. You were transformed, and you became the monster. But I’m not human. I am a monster too. My body has been able to handle being both human and Syren at the same time, so I should be able to handle being a Vampyre too.”


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