Many centuries ago in a forgotten kingdom of powerful magic, the king made a decision that would change his identical twin sons’ lives, he hoped, for the better. Trusting, that it would end the feuding that had cleaved them in two.

The only way to tell the twins apart was by the coloring of their eyes. Sindale had midnight blue orbs that were hard and unfathomable. Seadale’s were blue-green, the color of the dawning rays cast upon the shallows of the sea.

The sons competed for everything, including their father’s love. It was because of the twins’ fierce rivalry and their explosive personalities that he separated them, before they grew to hate one another. Or even worse, one died by the hand of the other.

One would rule the land, while the other ruled the sea. Neither could encroach upon the other’s domain without losing their powers while in the other’s sphere of influence. He balanced the powers between them. With luck, they would learn the importance of being loving gods to their people and to each other. He had done all he could with his great power for his sons. Now, it was up to the Fates and time to heal the rift between the brothers.

Where today it’s known as the Bermuda Triangle, nestled in magic and hidden from the world, was the beautiful kingdoms of Ametheysea. Within the hands of two fierce and warring brothers lies the fate of many and the wishes of one father that his sons find love to heal their hearts and bring them together to rule in harmony.

A father’s love can only do so much and this was where his woes ended and their story begins...

Chapter One

Seadale paced with the aggressive stride of a caged animal from one end of the crystalline floor of his chambers to the other. The chamber was a cavernous dwelling, far below the surface of the ocean and made up entirely of opaque crystal formations lit by incandescent magic that was drawn from the sea above.

Ever since his brother, Sindale, had found his mate, Seadale’s restlessness had become confining and tempered. Talking to himself, he cursed his father between strides. “When will it be my turn to find relief within the warm-fleshed softness of my mate? Why does Sindale always come before me?”

Blowing out an angry breath, he ran a large hand back through his white hair, so long it cascaded around his body as if it were a brilliant blanket of snow, flowing down and over in dark contrast to his deeply tanned back and shoulders.

He turned toward the Wall of Visions, a gift his father had bestowed to him when he was given reign over of the seas of Ametheysea. “Let’s see what my dear brother is up to.” With a sweeping motion of his hand in front of the massive crystal wall, it came to life, showing Sindale and Shana strolling hand in hand through a green field, stippled with flowers and trees. The love on their faces for one another put Seadale’s dark and jealous mood even further on edge. With a sharp wave of his hand and a deep growl, he brought the wall’s images to a halt; they then slowly faded to nothingness--leaving a blank translucent wall of crystal. “This isn’t fucking fair. I have just as much right to a mate. What makes him so special that everything falls right into Sindale’s lap, and I am left out in the fucking cold? I am as deserving as he is!” His words sounded childish even to him, but he couldn’t control the rage that clouded his judgment like the winds of a maddening storm.

He stood motionless for a moment, his eyes slitted in cool fury, turning them into the color of a turbulent sea above. He looked slowly around, moving only his head; his big, powerful hands were clenched by his side, opening and closing as his anger welled-up inside of him.

The sea above started to churn and boil, mimicking Seadale’s heated wrath.

A glint of color caught his eye. It was the Amulet To Ametheysea resting on a stalagmite that jutted from the floor, forming a pedestal. With unholy intent, and a couple of strides, he stood next to another one of his father’s so-called gifts--the necklace intended for his Mate-of-Souls. A necklace meant only for his true mate and a constant reminder that he still was without her. The gold-wrought amulet was encrusted with an arrangement of colored precious gemstones. The stone’s reflections bent and defused the light around the amulet, giving off a brilliant profusion of vibrant colors, reminiscent of a rainbow, arched in banded glory during a sunlit spring shower.

A nasty laugh broke from his lips. Picking up the amulet, he gathered the fury within his body, and with a mighty roar, he expelled his wrath, “Damn you, Father!” With his magical powers, he opened a portal to the outside world and flung the amulet through it, sending it to the inky depths of the unforgiving seas. But in releasing the amulet, his anger also unleashed a storm above to wreak its havoc upon the surrounding seashores. His emotional tempests were like a rock being tossed into a pond, the rippling effect going out in an expanding circle, losing its energy as the circle grew larger, but on a much larger scale. Where the Amulet To Ametheysea went, he didn’t know or care, only that the one constant reminder of his father and the mate he still hadn’t found was now out of his sight.