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304 pages, Hardcover
First published October 4, 2016
A massive case of insta-love killed this book. Prepare for SPOILERS and sea monsters. Ah, kidding, there's no sea monsters, just the one called insta-love that gutted this book.
So, what Fear the Drowning Deep is basically about:
There was a girl and she hated and feared the water, because her granddad jumped off the cliff before her eyes. The girl wanted to go far far away from the sea. The girl had a best friend. She liked him a lot. They even kissed once. One day the girl saw a body washed ashore, a boy - beautiful boy - who's striking nether parts were so beautiful, the girl fell for him at once. I studied his angular face, yet nothing about his straight nose or strong jaw reminded me of anyone in town. His curly, dark hair—long enough for small whorls to graze his sharp jaw—could’ve marked him as the son of any number of Port Coire families. But I was certain he wasn’t from these parts. I knew everyone my age in our town and the neighboring villages, and I’d never seen anyone so striking before. I would have remembered.
Me:
The girl took the boy home, she rubbed some salve into his wounds, and it was so sexy, they boy fell for the girl too. They held hands and swam together in the ocean (the girl forgot all about her desire to leave the island). Meanwhile, creepy things were happening in the village: people were missing as if they were lured into the sea by something monstrous. The girl and the boy continued holding hands, and the boy continued saying sexy words to the girl.“You still confuse me.” There was a haunted look in his eyes, one of sorrow and longing and something almost feral.
“How is that possible?” I demanded. “I’m here, aren’t I?”
“That’s just it. You’re here, and you taste so good, yet all I want to do is …” His tongue grazed my bottom lip, teasing my lips apart. I wasn’t sure how I knew what he wanted, but I did. He ran his tongue over my teeth, tasting of salt and dark sugar—maybe treacle.
I'll explain in a second why I underlined these words in the quote. Patience, my friends. Meanwhile, me:
So, one day soon the boy decided he wanted to have kids with the girl, and the best way to start a family is to be honest with each other. So they went to the beach, the boy shed his clothes (oh, his pretty butt!) and dived into the water... uh, after that things got a little bit confusing, because what emerged from the water wasn't entirely human, if at all: half-horse, half-dolphin creature with dark mane and striking blue eyes. Yes, yes, it's out hero and he's a sea monster *gasp*
He lured and ate young girls until one day he fought another terrible serpent monster, because they couldn't decide who should eat another dead girl, and the serpent had won. Our horse-dolphin-boy was injured and washed ashore in the human form. Then our heroine accidentally pricked her finger, and her blood mingled with his blood and, voila(!), the monster was reborn! His urge to kill was tamed, and all he wanted was to kiss the girl, though, as you can guess now that line from the quote above about her tasting good was literal: he ate girls and couldn't comprehend why he didn't want to eat such a tasty girl like this one. What a romantic boy-horse-dolphin!“Somehow, your blood gave him a bit of humanity. Allowed him to control his urges.”
The best part is yet to come!
When the girl saw the horse-dolphin-boy, she suddenly decided that there wasn't any insta-love between them, and she doesn't know the dude at all!“Don’t you dare say you love me.” A shrill laugh escaped my lips. “It seems we know nothing of each other.”
Oh indeed, the girl hoped for a dark-haired, blue-eyed cutie boy and got the same dark-maned and blue-eyed lover. What to complain about?! Hey, horses and dolphins are cute! What a racism to deny him only because he's not entirely human!
Well, the girl didn't cry for long. She listened to the logic above and decided half-man, half horse-dolphin is better than her boring childhood friend.
Long story short: they held hands again.
Of course, there was also the serpent monster issue. Of course, they killed the monster, and for some dramatic effect, our little Ariel was injured again, and his body wasn't found. But one day soon, the girl found a pearl and she knew: her Ariel is somewhere there, in the deepest part of the ocean: healing, dreaming and neighing his love for his maiden. The end.
Facts:
- The first 15% or so where good: dark and haunting, made me afraid of the water.
- The heroine's relationship with her family were nice, but, unfortunately, there wasn't enough development in anything but the romance.
- The book takes place on the Isle of Man in 1913, but there was hardly any feeling of the era. A couple of words here and there, but mostly I more than once forgot it wasn't the 21th century.
- If the book concentrated on the romance less - making it a central part took the mystery on the outskirts and spoiled the fun - the book could've been an excellent thriller. For example, the boy-monster could've turned out to be a real monster, who came ashore to lure the heroine into the ocean. But no, a-tortured-sea-monster-turned-love-interest was a better idea in the eyes of the author. Miss-miss here.
Verdict: A very strong Twilight vibe. Not recommended.
“Nothing from the ocean is meant to survive on land forever.”





“Maybe some wonder what’s in the deep, far beyond their reach, but none of them know, and they never will.”
