His Siren – Maria Rahaman

The octopus eventually settled in a drain cover, a pulsing lump of ignored food. Silas entered the pool room at dawn. He moved quietly, but she was waiting. Selene sat on the shallow ledge in the far corner, the water lapping at her waist. She was pale, her skin dull, dark circles like bruises under her fierce black eyes. Her tangled hair fell over her shoulders, partly covering the slender lines of her torso. She reached up with one hand and weakly brushed a wet strand of hair from her eyes, a gesture of tired frustration.

She held herself stiffly, arms wrapped around herself for warmth, but her chin was high. Defiant. Dying, but defiant. He stood at the edge, looking down at her. In his hand was a small ceramic bowl. In it, a few pieces of raw, pale scallop meat in clear brine. “You haven’t eaten,” he said. His voice was quiet. A simple fact. “I won’t,” she rasped, her voice raw from disuse and salt air. “Not your food. Not unless you open that door and let me leave, land walker.”

“That’s not going to happen.” “Then I’ll die.” Her black eyes held his, unblinking. “My body will stop. My light will go out. You’ll have a corpse for a bride. Is that what you want?” A muscle flexed in his jaw. He stepped down into the pool. The water soaked his black trousers instantly, clinging to his legs. He waded toward her slowly. The bowl was held loosely in one hand. She uncoiled from the ledge, slipping back into the deeper water, putting space between them.

Her hands came up, claws ready. “Don’t touch me.” He stopped an arm’s length away. “I’m not going to fight you, Selene.” “You’ll have to.” He looked at her. He saw the fine tremor in her arms, the way her gills fluttered too fast, the hollows forming above her collarbones. He saw the fierce, beautiful, stupid will that would let her starve to death out of spite. A cold, frustrated anger tightened in his chest.

Not hot rage. An icy fury. He looked at the bowl. Then at her set, stubborn mouth.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. OceanofPDF.com This book is for the readers who crave control, ruin, and devotion and don’t want healthy love. OceanofPDF.com Content Warnings Please be advised that this book contains dark themes and graphic content that some readers may find distressing. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Graphic Violence & Horror ☐ Graphic Medical Torture: Detailed descriptions of non- consensual medical procedures involving biological tearing and bleeding. ☐ Conscious Surgery: Vivid depictions of surgical incisions performed while a character is awake and terrified. ☐ Body Horror & Gore: Graphic scenes of human consumption (cannibalism), tearing of flesh/organs, and biological mutations. ☐ Weapon Violence: Use of harpoons and hooks to capture and injure sentient beings. Non-Consensual Themes & Captivity ☐ Abduction & Kidnapping: Forcible capture and imprisonment in confined spaces (a drained pool).

☐ Forced Marriage: A relationship predicated on legal possession and the “breaking” of a character’s will. ☐ Captivity & Restraint: Frequent use of gags, zip ties, and animal control poles. ☐ Human Trafficking/Property: Sentient beings treated as “specimens,” “prizes,” and “property.” Sexual Content & Relationship Dynamics ☐ Dubious/Non-Consensual Sexual Situations: Sexual encounters occurring within a captor/captive dynamic. ☐ Graphic Kink/Pain: Sexual descriptions involving physical pain, including barbs, hooks, and spikes.

☐ Humiliation: Scenes involving forced feeding and degrading treatment. ☐ Extreme Toxic Dynamics: The author explicitly notes this is not a “healthy love” story, focusing on ruin and control. Psychological Triggers ☐ Dehumanization: Constant referral to sentient beings as monsters or animals. ☐ Childhood Trauma: References to witnessing the murder of a parent. ☐ Grief and Loss: Themes of isolation and being severed from one’s family/culture. OceanofPDF.com T Chapter 1 he black SUV, a hulking beast of armored steel and tinted glass, cut through the coastal fog like a funeral procession.

Inside, Silas Malenkov did not blink.

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

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