Selkie’s Song: a Cozy Mm Salty Splash Cove Book

Vance
For twenty years, the cold has been trying to kill me.
It lives in my marrow, a curse from a winter drowning I shouldn’t have survived.
The only thing keeping the ice at bay is the coat. A magical, seal-skin pelt I found on the rocks.
It’s my lifeline.
My addiction.
My prison.
I run the Sanctuary Cove ferry because the routine keeps me sane and the sea air keeps me numb.
I don’t do people. I don’t do warmth.
Then Ronan steps onto my deck. He’s my new deckhand—too pretty, too competent, and staring at me with eyes like shifting tide pools.
He touches me, and for the first time in two decades, I feel a spark of heat that has nothing to do with magic.
But he’s hiding something. He looks at my coat with a hunger that terrifies me, and I’m starting to realize he didn’t come to Sanctuary Cove for a job.

Ronan
He’s wearing my soul.
I’ve searched the coastline for twenty years to find the skin that was stolen from me, leaving me trapped in human form—aching, incomplete, and landlocked. I finally found it wrapped around the shoulders of a grumpy ferry captain who treats it like a shield.
The plan was simple: get close, steal the pelt, and dive back into the ocean forever.
But Vance isn’t the thief I expected.
He’s broken, beautiful, and so dependent on my magic that taking it back would kill him.
Now I’m caught in a riptide.
Every day I stay, the ocean calls louder.
But every time Vance looks at me with that guarded hope, I forget how to swim away.
I have to choose between my freedom and his life.
And the storm is coming.