Mermaids of Cornwall Series by Amaya Hart

‘Beautifully crafted and wrapped in romance’A lonely cottage sits peacefully by a secluded beach in Cornwall. Serenaded by the sea, and the beauty of the surrounding hillside. Home to two sisters – Olivia and Rosie - with uncanny abilities.One day, the unconscious body of a man washes up on the beach. Rosie discovers, while tending to him, that there is more to him than meets the eye.The interjection of this stranger in the sisters’ sleepy lives leads them down a road latent with discovery... more‘Beautifully crafted and wrapped in romance’A lonely cottage sits peacefully by a secluded beach in Cornwall. Serenaded by the sea, and the beauty of the surrounding hillside. Home to two sisters – Olivia and Rosie - with uncanny abilities.One day, the unconscious body of a man washes up on the beach. Rosie discovers, while tending to him, that there is more to him than meets the eye.The interjection of this stranger in the sisters’ sleepy lives leads them down a road latent with discovery. Not only of their shocking identities. But also of love.How will the troika fare when they find themselves in a love triangle? less

‘Beautifully crafted and wrapped in romance’A lonely cottage sits peacefully by a secluded beach in Cornwall. Serenaded by the sea, and the beauty of the surrounding hillside. Home to two sisters – Olivia and Rosie - with uncanny abilities.One day, the unconscious body of a man washes up on the beach. Rosie discovers, while tending to him, that there is more to him than meets the eye.The interjection of this stranger in the sisters’ sleepy lives leads them down a road latent with discovery... more‘Beautifully crafted and wrapped in romance’A lonely cottage sits peacefully by a secluded beach in Cornwall. Serenaded by the sea, and the beauty of the surrounding hillside. Home to two sisters – Olivia and Rosie - with uncanny abilities.One day, the unconscious body of a man washes up on the beach. Rosie discovers, while tending to him, that there is more to him than meets the eye.The interjection of this stranger in the sisters’ sleepy lives leads them down a road latent with discovery. Not only of their shocking identities. But also of love.How will the troika fare when they find themselves in a love triangle? less

Rosie’s curiosity to know more about herself sends her to Dublin in search of what she saw in a dream.She finds something there. And also, something she did not bargain for. A bodyguard. And the prospect of death.Along the way, she has to balance between actualizing the full manifestation of who she is, and the truth about the things that spring between her and the bodyguard, while death follows her at the tail.Rosie cast one more glance at the man... moreRosie’s curiosity to know more about herself sends her to Dublin in search of what she saw in a dream.She finds something there. And also, something she did not bargain for. A bodyguard. And the prospect of death.Along the way, she has to balance between actualizing the full manifestation of who she is, and the truth about the things that spring between her and the bodyguard, while death follows her at the tail.Rosie cast one more glance at the man. He had his sights buried into the newspaper in his hands. He seemed unconcerned to the activity of the café around him. She still felt the sense of familiarity nag at her from inside, but she decided to back down. Vanessa could very well be right.Rosie flicked her eyes away from him, only for them to fall on another man. This one she felt she had never seen. She noticed how severely good looking he was. Like drills, her eyes bored into the man. Picking out his mahogany brown hair, and his… the man had looked up at that moment, and had caught Rosie’s stare. Rosie felt heat rise to her cheeks. He had bright, ocean green eyes. He smiled at her. Rosie’s heart beat like the fluttering wings of the hummingbird. She quickly looked back to her cards. When she looked back up again, the man was gone.“Where’d he go?” she asked.“Who?” Vanessa asked.“The man sitting at that corner,” Rosie said, pointing with a finger. Vanessa turned to where Rosie pointed, and turned back to face Rosie.“I don’t see anyone.” She said. “That’s why I’m asking. He was there a moment ago. I just took my eyes off him for a second, and when I looked back up, he was… just… gone.”Vanessa chuckled.“So, our Rosie, is finally beginning to make a hit, eh?”“Come on, Nessa.” Rosie rolled her eyes. “I just noticed another stranger.”“What’s with you and noticing strangers?” Vanessa asked.“Me? Nothing. I mean, the whole village hasn’t noticed them already, right?”Other books in the MERMAIDS OF CORNWALL Book 1 - Wild HeartsBook 2 - Wild DreamsBook 3 - Wild SoulBook 4 - Wild LoveBook 5 - Wild HopeBook 6 - Wild MagicBook 7 - Wild FateBook 8 - Wild MermanBook 9 - Wild MistBook 10 - Wild TimeEach book can be read as a standalone, as each focuses on a different character. However, it is best if the books are read in order. less

Everything seems set. Olivia and Ervin’s wedding is but round the corner. While exchanging invitations, they rope in their cousin, Sarina, in London, into the truth of their identity.  A few weeks later, Sarina shows up at the sisters’ cottage, having strung the harp already. More alarming to the sisters, is the fact that in contrast to Olivia and Rosie’s case, Sarina met no resistance from the harp guards. None.Life in Cliffside sees Sarina recuperating from a breakup to falling in love again... moreEverything seems set. Olivia and Ervin’s wedding is but round the corner. While exchanging invitations, they rope in their cousin, Sarina, in London, into the truth of their identity.  A few weeks later, Sarina shows up at the sisters’ cottage, having strung the harp already. More alarming to the sisters, is the fact that in contrast to Olivia and Rosie’s case, Sarina met no resistance from the harp guards. None.Life in Cliffside sees Sarina recuperating from a breakup to falling in love again.Then a new merman comes into the fold, one who is known to Ervin, from a time in his childhood. Sarina begins to skirt death, as harp guards reveal themselves.The foundation of Sarina’s love life jitters. Again.How unlucky can she be in love?Can the answer to this question be answered by the divine weavings of fate?The flight from Dublin to London was uneventful. Yet each time Sarina looked out the windows, she sought to hang with the whiff of clouds, floating in colonies in the air. When she got off the train at London St Pancras station, she had flagged down a taxi, almost singing her destination to him. Her boyfriend who she lived with would be waiting, she knew. Ruffled brown hair, looking like a million hummingbirds were making love in it, large grey eyes, ensconced behind thick glasses, and baggy clothes, Robert struck the perfect nerdy figure. Still, he carried this aura with him, a childishness, a carelessness for things to come, and it seemed to sit well with Sarina.She had imagined the surprise that would bloom on his face, when he opened the door to see her standing there. The prospect alone, made her feel like a child who had just made its first sand castle. She had not given him an exact return date.Getting to their apartment, she had raised her hand to knock, when she was restrained by a new thought. Why not just walk in on him? It’ll make the surprise greater.Sarina had smiled. Dug her hand into one of the pockets lining the lower side of her jacket, and brought out keys. She had tried unlocking the door, as stealthily as she could. She succeeded. Except for little clicks. Which she gave off as inconsequential.Her living room greeted her, with a blank stare. Everything was as she had left it. Except for maybe the size. Sarina felt like it had grown smaller, constricting like a noose. She walked in, and had opened her mouth to call out for Robert, when she was hit by the first of the sounds. It was low, almost inaudible, and it came in short intermittent breaks. Sarina’s brows had furrowed, her eye lids almost touching together, as she strained her senses to get the better of what the sound was or where it was coming from. She received one of the answers soon enough. The sound climbed a sharp peak. It was still low, but it was louder than previous ones.Sarina’s eyes flew towards the door that led to her bedroom. That’s where the sound was coming from. She walked, cautiously, letting each feet sink into the softness of the rug, before lifting it. The door to her bedroom was slightly open. There was a thin line of light, shining from the room, between the edge of the door and the post. She pushed it open, tentatively, and her heart banged against her chest. It was like thunder had struck in a single massive peal of rage. Sarina staggered back. Lips trembling, fingers twitching, eyes watering.Other books in the Mermaids of Cornwall series:Wild HeartsWild DreamsWild SoulWild LoveWild HopeEach book can be read as a standalone, as they each focus on a different character, however it is best to read them in order. less

The mermaid family have never been in a better place. After a hard fought victory, they can finally rest and think of happier upcoming events, such as Rosie and Elan’s wedding.However, it does not take long for the past to catch up with them.When Kelly’s cousin Catrina, gets caught in the fray, her entire life rapidly spirals into a battle to save herself... moreThe mermaid family have never been in a better place. After a hard fought victory, they can finally rest and think of happier upcoming events, such as Rosie and Elan’s wedding.However, it does not take long for the past to catch up with them.When Kelly’s cousin Catrina, gets caught in the fray, her entire life rapidly spirals into a battle to save herself.Ultimately, she realizes that tenacity alone is not enough to escape the Witch Queen or the roguishly handsome villain who battles with his emotions and his loyalty to Quintess. less

The dramatic and heartwarming finale to the bestselling Mermaids of Cornwall series.