When
virginal Amaranda saves handsome sailor, Eban Gal, their love changes the lives
of everyone on the ancient island
of Refrainia…
Having reluctantly been taught to become a Siren on
the ancient island
of Refrainia, virginal,
naive Amaranda gets her sexual awakening in the arms of handsome sailor, Eban
Gal, whom she saves from drowning. The
lovers’ attempt to flee the island is thwarted by the elderly leader,
Hermandine, who imprisons Eban and forces Amaranda to seduce the sailors with
the other Sirens on Destiny Rock. While
Amaranda is being attacked, Eban is bewitched by beautiful Siren, Kalliope.
When
Eban and the sailors realize the horrors afoot on the island, they challenge
the Elders to change their laws and lifestyle.
A treacherous voyage in search of Poseidon is the only solution, so the
couple, along with two sailors set off.
A violent encounter with the Teras, a hideous sea-creature, threatens to
end Amaranda’s life, and destroy their ship, and, with no sign of the Sea-God,
all their efforts appear to be in vain…
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About the Author
Bella’s love of writing
started at a very young age. While at Junior School,
she was once asked to write a story that was to be displayed on the window due
to lack of wall space (remember Portakabins?)
Unfortunately, once she gets going she tends to run with an idea right
up until the conclusion – and it has to have a happy ending! The story was so long it covered several
windows and caused a blackout in the tiny classroom!
She is British
and lives in the beautiful English countryside with one of her three gorgeous
daughters and her wonderful husband, often referred to as her “current husband”
just to keep him on his toes!
They live in a
big haunted house therefore Bella’s housework is never done as the ghost keeps
moving things around - the bedroom isn’t the only place where things go bump in
the night ;)
Open top cars and
country music are among Bella’s favourite things and her fondness of shopping
is only surpassed by her love of Châteauneuf-du-pape.
“Last of the Sirens” is Bella’s first book and
she is currently working on more titles to add to the “Sirens and Sailors”
series.
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Story Excerpt
“This is so beautiful,”
Amaranda said, holding onto the side of the ship as she gazed out to sea.
Eban walked up behind her
and put an arm around her waist. She flinched.
“It’s OK, sweetheart, it’s
only me,” he said soothingly into her ear.
He felt her relax, and his
heart ached again. That bastard is going
to take a lot of getting over!
“I can actually see the fish
swimming!” she said, gleefully pointing into the water. “Do you think Poseidon
is near here?”
“He’ll be a long way off
yet, pretty maid,” said Rechavia, chuckling. “I should make yourself
comfortable, we’ve got quite a voyage ahead of us!”
He was stood behind the
ship’s wheel, studying the sea before them.
“I don’t mind. This is lovely! I’ve never felt so free!” she
said smiling.
Eban looked down at the
beauty in his arms. How could I have ever
touched Kalliope! He was wracked with self-condemnation. He sighed,
tightening his hold on her.
“I never said thank you for
saving me yesterday,” she whispered, looking up at him with big brown loving
eyes.
He felt his heart wrench a
little more.
“I’m just glad I was in
time, sweetheart,” he said, and planted a kiss on her head.
“I really thought he was
going to…” she said, then gulped back a sob.
“I know, sweetheart,” he
said simply, as tears threatened his eyes.
He held her tighter.
“Thank you,” she said with a
deep breath as she snuggled into him.
They stood in silent
thought, as the ship swayed gently on the waves. The briny sea occasionally
splashed over the bow, spitting down at them as they clung to the side rail,
reveling in the wind flowing over their faces.
“I hope you’re a good cook,
Amaranda,” Aitan shouted over cheekily, as time went on.
“Um—well I can made fruit
griddle scones,” Amaranda stammered, blushing slightly. “But we don’t usually
cook much on Refrainia.”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,
we’ll manage,” Eban chirped. “Let’s go and see what we can find.”
They went below decks to
where the little galley had been filled with supplies.
Some preserved meat had been
retrieved from the wreck earlier, so Eban taught Amaranda how to use the small
cooker. She happily prepared vegetables, and arranged some fresh fruit. They
all ate a hearty meal, and Amaranda smiled to see the men sit back, sighing and
rubbing their full bellies.
The ship sailed on into the
night, and Amaranda slept in a small bunk while the sailors took turns to keep
watch and get some sleep in the bunks at the other end of the cabin. The waves
were quite choppy and it became colder. Suddenly a loud cry split the night.
“Aaaahh look at that!”
The ship pitched heavily to
her starboard, starting to roll as she went.
“What on Earth…?” Rechavia’s
low voice boomed through the darkness.
Eban flew onto the deck, and
Amaranda grabbed a shawl and followed him.
“There’s something out
there!” Aitan yelled, pointing.
His voice trembled, and his
body shook. “I saw it! It was massive! At first, I thought it was just flotsam,
but it suddenly moved and headed straight for us!”
As he spoke, the bow of the
ship rose clean out of the water. Amaranda clung to Eban’s shirt, as they
huddled with the two sailors who gripped the ship’s wheel. Through the thick
darkness, they could see a gigantic figure holding the front of the ship, evil
yellow eyes gleaming at them, its massive scaly head parting to bare its
enormous portcullis teeth. It seemed to be tormenting them, showing them its
strength, but cruelly holding them on the pinnacle of fear. Suddenly it thrust
the ship’s bow back into the sea with a massive roar.
“Hold on, Amaranda,” Eban
cried, as the young girl was flung into a stack of lobster pots at the edge of
the stern.
She lay panting on the
sodden deck for a few seconds before sliding into a pile of nets, as the ship
crashed down again onto the waves. There was nothing to hold on to. Tangling
the nets in her hands, she only took them with her as she slid helplessly about
the flooded deck.
The creature sluggishly
reared up its hideous, wrinkled body at the side of the ship and roared again
as it spouted freezing water over them. It stretched up, higher than the crow’s
nest on the main mast, and roared again stretching open its gigantic cavernous
mouth.
“Amaranda!” Eban screamed as
the merciless creature swiped her with its large fin.
She flew toward the centre
of the ship, crashing into the mast before falling lifeless onto the deck.
Blood poured from her head. Eban furiously grabbed a pole from the cradle on
the port side and jabbed at the loathsome monster. Its hard scales were
impenetrable and it shrugged off his attempts. Rechavia pulled a knife from his
boot, the blade glinting in the meager moonlight. He tried to stab the
unrelenting beast, but it was hopeless. The monster merely lifted its ugly head
and roared ferociously into the cold night air.
As the barrage of waves
continued to bombard the ship, Aitan slid towards the main mast. He grabbed
Amaranda, whose languid body glided like a rag doll on the saturated deck, her
eyes closed.
He stared down at her—“She’s
dead!”
Adult Excerpt
She looked at him, amazed.
It was beyond her grasp to understand that he preferred her to the women
outside. He caught her gaze and chuckled.
“You are beautiful, inside
and out,” he said, caressing her cheek. “I want to be with you always. Do you
understand that, Amaranda?”
Before she had a chance to
reply, he bent forward and kissed her luscious mouth. His tongue circled her
succulent lips before gently dipping inside, seeking her own tongue. Their kiss
became more passionate as the haunting song surrounded them, and he pushed the
basket to one side to lay her back on the bed.
Amaranda sighed deeply as
she felt the fire start to smolder in the pit of her stomach again. Her nipples
felt tight and she felt like she would burst out of her tiny bikini bra. She
could feel his hot hands roam up and down her body, and she relaxed, relishing
his touch. Eban licked her neck and she shuddered. She felt a tingle as his
tongue ran down onto her breast, and he pulled the material down to expose her
heaving bosom. She gasped as he took her in his mouth, nibbling ’round her
nipple and sucking at her breast. This
feels like nothing on Earth!
“You’re so gorgeous,” he
murmured as his hand strayed into her panties, stroking her wet pussy.
“Eban!” she cried as the
heat shot through her body. She wanted this sensation to last forever.
He removed her bra with one
hand and suckled her other breast, causing her to moan ecstatically. She could
feel herself flooding down below, as the tingles in her breasts gave way to a
feeling almost like pain as he sucked hard. He kissed her mouth again, and she
gazed longingly into his deep blue eyes, noticing how much darker they became
with his arousal. Her hands tangled in his hair, and then one hand ran over his
shirt as the other stroked his cock through the fabric of his trousers.
“Uh–uh,” he muttered,
shaking his head, and he started a descent down her shivering body, kissing and
licking down her breasts, then her midriff and her soft tummy.
When he reached her panties
he quickly removed them. He gazed at her pussy, which was now dripping wet,
before kissing it reverently and licking at her curly brown hairs.
Amaranda bucked as his soft,
hot tongue slid easily into her slit and he lapped at her juices. She felt like
she was going to cum on the spot, never having experienced anything remotely
like this in her life! His probing tongue found its way up to her clit, which
it circled, while he stroked her pussy with one hand, and fondled her ample
bosom with the other. She closed her eyes, as spots of silver light appeared in
front of her. She could feel her clit become engorged and tight as he lapped
all the way from her perineum towards it, never quite touching it. Her hand
tugged at his blond curls, while the other stroked her other breast, getting
rougher as her arousal grew. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more
of his sensual licking, he swiped his tongue over her clit and she screamed as
her whole body jerked up. The fire coursed through her, and everything clenched
tightly. Eban put his finger into her vagina before offering it up for her to
lick. Her juices tasted of salt, and she lapped at his finger, imagining it was
his cock.
As her breathing started to
slow, she noticed him pulling at his own clothes. His massive cock sprung free
of his trousers and she leaned forward to stroke it.
“With your mouth,” he
whispered huskily, leaning over her face, while he stretched behind him to
stroke her pussy.
Seeing the desire in his
face, she willingly opened her watering mouth and licked at his dripping cock,
before enclosing her lips around it.
“Suck hard,” he commanded
breathlessly.
She happily complied. It
felt hard as rock, but the skin was like satin. She created a vacuum with her
mouth and sucked as hard as she could, only to be rewarded by a loud hiss of
his arousal.
“Lick around the head,” he
whispered in her ear, still stroking her pussy, and slowly fondling her labia.
Eagerly, Amaranda opened her
mouth and held the stiff cock in one hand while she licked around the massive
purple head, sticking her tongue into the little groove on the underside, and
slurping the juices that leaked out of the top. Her breasts tightened again as
her excitement grew, and she could hear him gasp with his own arousal. Her
pussy suddenly clenched around his fingers and she jerked automatically.
“I’m going to come,” he
groaned, and shifted his body until his cock edged into her soaking pussy.
“Do you want it?” he
whispered desperately.
“Yes—oh yes!” she cried as
she grabbed his cock and pushed it into her.
He thrust forward and came
almost instantaneously with a loud moan. She felt his seed shoot inside her
aching pussy and she screamed her own climax, gripping his torso, digging her
nails into his skin.
Eban held her shoulders as
he pushed long and hard into her soaking vagina. His cock began to shrink and
she noticed his breathing starting to slow. He was looking down at her, his
eyes looked full of wonder. She felt her skin flush and beads of sweat appear
around her brow. She was panting, her mouth smiling. Her brown eyes were bright
and shining up at him. He slowly withdrew from her pussy, cum pouring out with
him, and he held her with one arm while he reached for a leaf to dry himself.
~
‘Scourge
of the Siren’ by Bella Settarra
Sirens
and Sailors #2
Is there any hope
for Eban Gal and Amaranda’s future when she is blackmailed, drugged and left
for dead in a burning boat?
Taneli has
already exposed her secret to the press, and soon the ancient island of Refrainia
is in chaos. Mutilated bodies are found
and questions are asked.
As Taneli forces
drugs into her, Amaranda inadvertently sets fire to the boat they are hiding
in. Unconscious, with her leg trapped,
she has no hope of escape.
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In the dim candlelight, she could see a table in
front of them, with another bench-seat opposite. The wheel and control panel stood at the bow,
behind her. She turned and peered out
the big window at the slowly lightening sky.
The small windows to the sides had dark blinds drawn down. This was a small cruiser, used for day-trips,
she guessed. Eban had promised to take
her out in one. She sniffed, tears
welling in her eyes. Eban. What would he think of her now? Had his Dad heard the news and had another
heart attack? Kabos seemed to think the
whole world would have heard by now.
“Have
you any idea what you’ve cost me, whore?”
Taneli
was sitting back in his seat, regarding her menacingly.
“No. I don’t know what I’m supposed to have done
to you or Mitzi,” she answered truthfully.
He
chuckled, “You have cost me everything, that’s what. Including
Mitzi.”
His
usual, leering manner had given way to something more vicious and
sinister. He no longer flirted, or used
innuendo, as he had at the house. He
sounded bitter and angry. She wasn’t
sure what frightened her more.
“Mitzi
used to go out with Eban, didn’t she?”
Perhaps if she could keep the conversation light it might bode better
for her.
He
laughed derisively. “Go out? Is that what you call it? Well, they did a lot more than ‘go out’ together--those
two could fuck for Westland!”
That
hurt.
“Were
they together long?”
“Long enough. Did he tell you why he broke it off? He thought she was a bit too needy. Truth was he just couldn’t give her what it
was she needed. Eban always was too much
of a goody-two-shoes. He didn’t have a
clue what a girl like Mitzi needs!”
“And you do?”
“Oh, I do all right. I was able to give her everything she
needs.” He chortled derisively again.
Her heart was in her mouth and she pulled
the blanket around her even tighter.
“What did she need that only you could
give her?” She wasn’t sure she really
wanted to know, but she was certain he wanted to tell her.
He leaned closer to her, making her
flinch.
“The same thing I can give you,
darlin’.” He stroked her cheek and she
felt her breathing hitch. Her heart was
pounding again.
“What if I don’t want anything from
you?” Her voice shook as she spoke the
words.
She expected him to be angry, but he
merely laughed. “Oh you’ll want it. You’ll want more and more of it, just like
Mitzi did.” Don’t bet on it!
“Where is Mitzi?” She hoped a different tactic might help.
“Sleeping it off, as always, I expect.”
Assuming he was referring to sex, she was
eager to change the subject again.
“How did you find me?”
He sniggered. “Kabos is a contact of
mine. He told me about this girl he’d
picked up in town. Didn’t take long to
track you down, though I’ll admit you gave me a bit of a run for my money.”
“Contact?”
That word again.
He huffed.
“Yeah, he brings me customers now and then. Not very rich ones though, given the circles
he moves in, but now and then he comes up trumps--like tonight!”
“You mean me? He was bringing me to you?”
“Of course he was darlin’. Why else would he give you a ride? Well, I do know why else, but he wasn’t up to
that, if you know what I mean. Taken
just a few too many, damned amateur!”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Well, maybe you are a bit more stupid
than I thought.” He leaned into her and began pulling at the blanket. He wrenched it off with one hand.
“Get off me, I don’t want you!” She tried to push him back but he was like a
massive boulder.
“Well, maybe I might have something here
to change your mind.” He sounded vicious
as he dove into his pocket.
Fearing he was going to pull out a knife,
she backed away. The corner of the couch
was at her back. She had nowhere to
go. Tears streamed down her face as her
heart pounded again and she found herself gasping for air.
“Now, how many of these will it take, I
wonder?” He held out his hand.
She shook her head and frowned. It was too dark to make out what he had, but
it was far too small for a knife. She
managed a deep breath.
“I think I gave Mitzi too much earlier,”
he said, a little ruefully. “Pity. Do you have any idea what these things
cost? You should. You cost me a damn site more. But that doesn’t matter now. You see, once you get hooked on these little
beauties your loving fiancé will have no choice but to help me get more. He’ll be able to take Greenberg’s place. He can get on a ship to Eastland any time and
fetch them over for me. Then he can give
you what you need, and I’ll be able to give Mitzi what she needs. It’s a win-win situation.”
He crowed cruelly as he grabbed her face,
forcing her jaws open.
“No!”
Something was placed on her tongue and she
tried hard to spit it out. He tipped her
head back, trying to force her to swallow.
In blind panic, she kicked out her legs, her arms flailing. She didn’t even feel the candle which she
sent flying across the boat. The first
thing she knew of it was the blinds ablaze and the suffocating, smoke-filled
cabin.
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What’s
the matter with me? He’s seen me naked
before! But this felt different. Almost like a different person--or at least,
a different side to the same person.
This was hot. This was
exciting. This was a little scary.
She kicked off her shoes and slowly pulled
down her bikini panties. It was a relief
to be rid of them, she realized. They
were wet and uncomfortable. She felt him
stare at her wet pussy. Oh God!
She felt a trickle run down her leg.
She cringed. He grinned.
After scrutinizing her body for a little
longer, he finally spoke.
“Lay on the bed.”
She jumped onto the big, soft, bed and lay
on her back in front of him.
“Arms above your head.”
She complied.
She heard him kick off his boots through
the thunder of her heartbeat.
She felt the bed dip as he leaned over
her, his elbow at the side of her head, supporting his weight. His burning lips gently touched hers,
nibbling his way around her lips, then his tongue licked its way around before
finding its way inside her welcoming
mouth. The gentleness of his kiss
gave way to the domination of her mouth, and she felt her pussy gush and
ache. His hand trailed down to her
breast and he pulled her throbbing nipple between his finger and thumb. She gasped and panted as he let his hand
slither down over her round tummy and he stroked her pubic hair.
“Please,” she cried breathlessly.
“Please what?” He teased, that deep voice
sending sparks straight to her girl-parts.
She gasped. He
wants me to spell it out?
“Please touch me.”
“I am touching you Sweetheart,” he said
slowly, “can’t you feel it?”
He
knows damn well what I can feel!
“Touch-touch my pussy! Make me come--please!” She almost shouted at him.
“I see, like this?” He stroked his finger
through her lips, gently brushing her clit on his way up. She bucked beneath him.
“Oh God, yes!”
He stroked around her pussy as he devoured
her in a salacious kiss. His tongue
poked in and out of her hot mouth, mimicking what she wanted his cock to do to
her pussy. She was panting as he pulled
his mouth away.
Eban moved down the bed, leaving her
feeling bereft. She heard a creak of the
floorboards as he knelt by the side of the bed and she gasped as he pulled her
legs wide apart, sliding her so that her bottom was right at the edge of the
big bed.
She almost screamed as she felt his hot
tongue slide up her pussy and nudge her engorged clit. She thrust a fist into her mouth to keep
herself quiet. The feeling was exquisite
as he lapped and sucked at her labia, before poking his tongue inside her,
while he held her legs splayed well apart.
He looked down at her pussy with a salacious grin, licking his lips.
“You are so beautiful, Amaranda,” he said.
His voice made her gush even more and she
flushed. He giggled as he bent back down and licked her up, sucking hard on her
lips in the process.
“Eban!” she screamed through her fist.
“Make as much noise as you like. Mom won’t hear you from the kitchen, and even
if she does it won’t matter.” He chuckled at her efforts to keep quiet.
Thank
God!
His fingers delved into her vagina as he
licked at her pussy, careful to lap all around her clit without touching the
sensitive tip.
She felt herself lift up further from the
bed as the ache became unbearable. Her
pussy tightened and he swiped over the clit as she screamed and gushed her
climax. Bright lights sparkled in front
of her eyes as he continued to lap it all up. She twitched and clenched with
aftershocks, gasping for air.
“Oh God, Eban!”
“Do you want me?” His voice was deep and
low as he unzipped his trousers.
“Yes--yes please.” She was still panting.
His dick felt like a rod of iron as he
thrust it straight into her.
“Aah!”
He slowly eased it back out before
plunging it straight back in again. She
felt like it had gone right into her womb.
It was long and hard and burned its way straight through her. God
it’s so good!
She heard him gasp as his balls drew up
and she felt him crush into her, exploding hot cum into her tight pussy. She felt herself erupt straight away, her boiling cum mingling with his, spilling out
like a river onto the white eiderdown.
His strength sapped, he hurled himself onto the bed next to her. She slid herself up the bed and laid her
throbbing head on his heaving, golden chest.
She could hear nothing but the blood rushing through her own body and
the hammering of his heartbeat beneath her.
She closed her eyes and merely felt.
She breathed deeply to calm herself and let herself drift away into a
euphoric stupor. His arm had wrapped
itself around her shoulder and she felt the heat permeate from him. Nothing else mattered. This was bliss.
~
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