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324 pages, Hardcover
First published May 22, 2012
"Maybe you can talk to donkeys, too," Dr. Milligan smiles. Emma nods. "I can. Sometimes Galen can be a jackass."
"He scours his memory for a sweet-natured Syrena who would take care of him, who would do whatever he asked, who would never argue with him."
"Triton was the trumpeter of the sea. His trumpet was a great shell. He was the son of Poseidon and Amphitrite." (38)
If you’re up for a good plot idea but odd and unflattering execution that manages to insult the female race with it’s promotion of patriarchalism, then this is your book.
Let’s start off with the most dominant problem: Point of View and Tense.
This is written in two ALTERNATING POVs. Emma’s POV is 1st person. Gallen’s is in 3rd person. And wait for it: This book is written in PRESENT TENSE.
Ohmysweetgoodness
“I’ve been waiting for the day I could make Rayna someone else’s problem,” Grom says.
What a disgusting move that just regresses all progress with equality back to the damn middle ages.
“Ah, we have a history buff. Very nice, Ms. McIntosh.”
“The only thing you know about me is that I’m life threatening in flip-flops.”
“…Us girls are tricky creatures”
“You said I’m special. How special am I?”
He takes in a breath and lets it out slowly. “Very.”
“…He never acts like this.” Except that time he beat Toraf like a stepchild on the beach when he kissed me.
"Warum sagst du nie mein Prinz zu mir?"
"Halt dein Maul, mein Prinz. Besser?"