| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3f2b063 | There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath... | siren sirens moby-dick mermaids sea ocean supernatural | Herman Melville | |
| 16f4ce8 | What did I know about love? All I knew was that I couldn't get Echo Emerson out of my mind. No doubt, I wanted her. I couldn't rid my mind of images of her body writhing in pleasure against mine. That siren voice whispering my name. But she appealed to me in more than a physical way. I loved her smile, the light in her eyes when she laughed, and damn if she couldn't keep up with me. | love thinking-about noah-hutchins siren | Katie McGarry |