Ever meet a mermaid terrified of the ocean? The closest I get to saltwater is in my bath.As for singing? My siren heritage left me with a killer voice. Literally. Some people can charm animals out of trees. Me? They jump to their deaths rather than listen to another note.I know I'm different. And I'm cool with it. What I'm not cool with is the meathead who decides that he's my fated mate. Just because he's tall, handsome, and muscle-bound doesn't mean I'm going to fall into bed with him. We might do it standing upright first.Don't judge. I deserve a little fun, especially since I think my time on Earth is limited.The nightmares are getting stronger. The mood swings nastier. The ocean is calling, but I don't think it wants to give me a gentle embrace.Can a misfit who doesn't belong anywhere find a way to survive the future—and maybe even fall in love?