TaliaMy life is unstable. My future is blurry. My goals are meaningless. Damn tragic start for a girl who's only nineteen, isn't it? But this is my reality, and I have to exist in it. The only thing that gets me up in the morning, the only thing I need more than the next breath, is the ocean. I can trust him, I can share a secret, cry or laugh. I sincerely believed that we were friends, until he forced me to pull a stunningly handsome, but ungrateful man out of his stormy waves. HunterControl. Stable. Insensitive. Three simple words that describe me exactly. I held my life in the palm of my hand, slowly following a long-term plan. In an instant everything changed. Addiction almost destroyed me, and when I woke up, I was greeted by the hysterical but lively laughter of a red-haired siren. I heard about sirens, they are created to lure sailors and kill, but even this knowledge did not become a reason to stay away from her.