He smelled like the ocean. He tasted like sin. He ruined Sebastian's life with one look.

Sebastian never believed in gods, magic, or myths. He believed in coffee orders and clocking out of his soul-sucking barista job. Until Stephan walked in-dripping seawater, eyes glowing green, lips promising ruin.

What begins with a flirtation over cold foam turns into nights of salt-soaked lust, bruising possession, and dangerous devotion. Stephan isn't just a man. He's a demigod of the sea, forbidden to bind himself to mortals. But the moment he claims Sebastian's body, the ocean begins to claim his soul.

Now Sebastian is marked. Branded by tides. Pulled into a world of dark caves, glowing runes, and rituals that blur the line between worship and destruction. Every kiss tastes like drowning. Every orgasm drags him deeper. And every whispered command-serve your god-makes it harder to remember he was ever human at all.

But Poseidon is watching. The gods are furious. And the sea does not forgive.

Deep, filthy, and unrelentingly addictive, this is a gay merman romance like you've never read before-where desire is divine, and love is powerful enough to defy the gods themselves.