"Not your typical Fairytale
This is not your typical fairy tale romance and comedy story. Forget about the happily-ever-afters and cheesy love triangles. My name is Eulalaia Deepsea—yeah, I know, it’s a mouthful—so I just go by Nalani Brooks. But let me tell you, I’m not your average Siren. I’m an undercover student at a university. You’re probably thinking, "Why would a siren want to go to school?" Hold on, I’ll get to that in a second.
I want to be a detective. Not just any detective—I want to solve supernatural murders. I know it sounds strange. After all, sirens are notorious for luring people to their deaths with our voices, right? But that’s not me. I'm the opposite. I’m the siren who sucks at destroying relationships—probably because I’m unstable. Don’t ask why; that’s a whole other story for another day
Picture this: I'm 5'2", with medium brown skin, and my eyes—well, they’re rainbow-colored depending on my mood. Oh, and my hair? It’s long and a mix of black, blue, and green. Yeah, it's all-natural, no dye involved. People here always ask me if it’s real, and I just smirk. If they only knew.
Anyway, I didn’t come here for the parties or the typical college drama. My life is complicated enough as it is. But buckle up, because this is going to be one wild ride.
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Now, let’s get one thing straight: my life wasn’t always this complicated. It used to be all ocean breezes and moonlit swims. But somewhere along the way, I got tired of the typical siren life. I mean, seriously, how many sailors can one girl lure before it gets boring? I wanted more. More than just being some mythological creature who sang songs of doom.
So, I decided to walk away from the ocean and into a world where sirens don't really exist. Sounds crazy, right? I left my pod, traded my tail for legs, and enrolled at a human university—Northridge University, of course. Fitting name for a siren’s secret hideout, don’t you think? But I’m not here for the clichés or to blend in like some ordinary student. I’m on a mission. I want to be a detective who cracks the cases no one else can. Supernatural murders don’t just happen out of nowhere, and someone has to stop them. That someone? Me.
On the surface, I’m just Nalani Brooks—an ambitious, if slightly eccentric, girl who keeps to herself. But underneath? I’m a living, breathing mystery. No one knows what I really am, or why I’m really here. And keeping that secret? It’s harder than I thought. Humans have a way of poking into things they shouldn’t.
Speaking of humans, my first day at university was a disaster, in the best way possible. I should’ve known better than to expect a smooth entrance into their world. Everything about me screams “not normal.” It started the second I walked onto campus. People stared, some smiled, some whispered—typical. But then, there was him.
Let me set the scene: I was minding my own business, trying to figure out where the hell my first class was. I mean, I’d been through the orientation like everyone else, but nothing prepares you for getting lost on day one. And as I’m standing there, checking my map, he walks by.
Tall, broad shoulders, dark wavy hair, and eyes that were piercing enough to make me freeze. Now, I’ve met plenty of guys before, but this one? There was something off about him, something that made the siren in me stand at attention. And not in a good way. He wasn’t just a human, that much I could tell. But who—or what—he was? I hadn’t figured out yet.
I’ll never forget how his gaze locked on mine, like he knew something I didn’t. A shiver ran through me, but I shook it off. Focus, Nalani. You’re here for a reason, and hot guys with mysteries were not part of the plan.
But something told me this was the beginning of a bigger mess than I’d signed up for. If I thought blending in was going to be hard, it was about to get even more complicated.
