Deep in the Florida everglades where the only sign of human activity is the nearby beachside town of Graceville, something is lurking and growing. A team of conservationists head in to study animal life on an atoll but end up becoming the target for something bigger than they expected.
With the group of activists and a whole slew of close-by bathers to choose from, the massive reptile has a smorgasbord to satisfy its ever-growing appetite.
Can the team who went in there to preserve life stop this beast? Or will officials, hunters, and the local law enforcement have to step up to the challenge?
I get that horror has a reputation in some places for being an excuse to put sexiness and gore together, which I've never really gotten. Because HOW, WHEN FACING DOWN A MONSTROUSLY SIZED MUTATED CROCODILE, DO SO MANY CHARACTERS HAVE SO MUCH TIME TO BE SO HORNY?
Also, I think every single one of the fem characters were introduced by their breast size. I'm not sure who this poorly written and worse timed attempt at erotica was for, but it was not me; I was here for the monsters and gore.
TLDR: Author apparently cannot decide between horror or erotica, and subsequently fails at both. 😑
Honestly wanted to like this as I got it and the sequel for cheap. Sadly the characters have no actual character, there is pointless horniness , and the death scenes were just boring
The croc for its size doesn't move, sound, or impact as a creature of that size. It doesn't sound as brutal as the story wants it to be.