A MONSTER LURKS IN MERMAID COVE.
Jessica Pruitt has lived her life along the shores of Mermaid Cove in relative peace. However, her parents have been fighting -- and on a day just like any other, a routine trip to the beach, and the argument that follows, will change Jessica's life forever.
Book 1 of DAGANA
THE LAST MERMAID
I have always loved the ocean. Beautiful and tranquil, it seems like it can do absolutely no harm.
Until the night my parents go missing, and then are subsequently found dead.
Both have been viciously mauled by something off the Gulf—something even the medical examiner claims is an ‘unknown animal.’ But the worst part? I swear I saw something in the water the night they were both killed.
But this is no chance occurrence. As the body count begins to rise, and as more tragedies unfold, I realize that something has to be done.
Someone has to hunt down, and kill, the monster of Mermaid Cove.
That someone is me.
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Book 2 of DAGANA
THE SECOND SPAWN
Dagana wasn't the last of her kind.
I learn this the hard way when I witness a mermaid kill a surfboarder just off the coast of Mermaid Cove. With my small town in panic, and my future threatened as a result, I task myself with solving the town's mermaid problem.
The only problem? Events beyond my control leave all seeming lost—at least until I receive a mysterious letter from someone who claims to know not only about the mermaids, but a way to potentially rid us of their presence.
As the body count continues to rise, it becomes apparent that this one is smarter, faster, and far more dangerous than her predecessor.
And worst yet: she’s out for blood.
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Book 3 of DAGANA
THE BREEDING SEASON
Our worst fears have come true.
A captive mermaid has escaped into the wild, beginning the nightmare anew.
But this isn't the only thing we have to contend with. Between civil unrest brewing in Mermaid Cove over the continuing deaths at sea, to the scientific community becoming involved with the capture of an infant mermaid, and sinister threats arriving at my doorstep in the form of anonymous letters, it seems nothing can get worse than it already is.
I know, deep down, that this is only the beginning.
It is up to me to stop the breeding season from happening.