Siren's Call

By Kassandra Alvarado

A girl who believes in fairytales goes in search of her sister who was shipwrecked off a cursed isle. In the wilds of the deep blue sea, she soon discovers that some legends have a ring of truth to them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kassandra Alvarado
• Release date: Dec 8, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310937910

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Siren's Call 

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Kassandra Alvarado 

Published by Kassandra Alvarado at Smashwords 

Copyright 2015 

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The shores of New Haven were beautiful.  

Before this great sorrow of mine, I had never known another world beyond quiet drawing rooms, polite tea and my dolls at play. That world seemed another lifetime, another heartbeat away from the holystoned deck of the Maida, a clipper ship in the private hands of a man close enough to almost call himself my kin.  

At dusk, I walked with the captain, who with some deference to my recent bereavement, chose a fine black coat over a starched white ruffled shirt. His breeches were black satin and his stockings a pure white. I kept my shawl tight about my shoulders, white linen over a common dress of drub coloring.  

I wish you'd stayed on land, Miss. 

I looked past the docks with the scent of salt lingering in the back of my throat. The wooden buildings of the watering holes lined the docks at a farther distance, music spilled from the flimsy doors and a woman in satins and painted lips leaned against a post watching the footpath. Indignation stirred in my breast for though I respected his counsel, instinctively I also rebelled. 

We've both lost someone, Robert. The clipped tone matched the heavy thud of my gray leather kid shoes, mother of pearl buttons fastened them tightly to my small feet. The top of my carefully coiffed ringlets barely reached the elbow of the man I walked beside, yet I was seventeen years on this earth...Jessamyn, my elder.  

I only meant to keep you from harm's way, Pippa.  

I bristled at this. Jessamyn had acted as