NicholeÂ Giles, the author of The DESCENDANT series, and The WATER SO DEEP series, hasÂ lived in Nevada, Arizona, Utah, and Texas. She is a fan of all thingsÂ paranormal and magical, and her dreams include owning a garden full of fairies,Â riding a unicorn, and taming the pet dragon she adopted at a recent local
ComiCon. She loves to spend time with her family, travel to tropical and exotic
destinations, drive in the rain with the convertible top down, and play music
at full volume so she can sing along.
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Seventeen-year-oldÂ Emma Harris is drowning on dry land.
No one knows whatâ€™s happening to her, and sheâ€™d like to keep her evolution from
human to mermaid a secret, but the truth is getting harder and harder to hide.
From her adoptive family, from her friends, and especially from theÂ irresistible James Phelps.
Her time in the ocean is spent dodging a possessive merman, while her time onÂ land is split between caring for her special-needs brother and squeezing inÂ every last possible moment of human life. She soon realizes falling for JamesÂ is unavoidable when he constantly comes to Emmaâ€™s rescue and somehow manages toÂ see through her carefully constructed icy facade to the vulnerability she lives
with every day. Everything about James makes Emma yearn for a life on land sheÂ just can’t have.
When Emmaâ€™s brother disappears on her watch, James is the only person she
trusts to help her save him. But even if they can save her brother, nothing can
prevent her return to the sea. Whether she likes it or not, Emma is
changingâ€”unable to breathe without yielding to the tideâ€”and it’s only a matter
of time before she’s forced to surrender forever.
Peters made another note, then pocketed his notebook and stood, frowning. â€œWhat
are you planning to do about this broken window? Itâ€™s unlikely youâ€™ll get a
glass company out here to replace it until morning. Is there somewhere you and
Keith can go for the night?â€
staying at the neighborâ€™s.â€ Emma took in the glass all over the floor, the cool
breeze blowing in, and had to swallow a lump in her throat. â€œI donâ€™t know what
to do about the window.â€
help her take care of it.â€ James reached across the arms of their chairs and
took her hand, palm-to-palm, an offer of solid supportâ€”friendship. â€œDo you know
if your dad has any plywood lying around?â€
Her head spun as the initial adrenaline rush wore off, but she squeezed Jamesâ€™s
hand, grateful. â€œThanks.â€
shook his head. â€œDonâ€™t worry about it.â€
leveled his gaze on James. â€œYou planning to stick around for a while?â€
hesitated, his eyes searching hers for approval. â€œAs long as Emma needs. Iâ€™ll
help her clean up, make sure sheâ€™s not alone if the vandal comes back.â€
stirred, fluttered, in Emmaâ€™s chest, soft, like the tentacles of a jellyfish in
motion. She tried to push the feeling away, but James held tight, and the warm
sensation traveled up her arm and spread through the rest of her body.
carefully, Emma. Go slow. Donâ€™t dive in just because it feels good to be
touched, to have someone worry about you. James
moved her in foreign ways, from places no one else had managed to reach. By all
accounts, he should be forbidden territory. She couldnâ€™t ask him to stay, but
tonight, she didnâ€™t relish the idea of being alone, either.
officer poked his head in the door. â€œLieutenant, weâ€™re clear out here.â€
Brown.â€ Peters handed Emma a business card. â€œHereâ€™s my number. Iâ€™m on duty
until two a.m., but you can call anytime.â€
She ran her fingers over the card as Peters strode from the house, closing the
door behind him. Outside, the cops got in their cars, turned off the flashing
lights, and one by one, drove away.
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