I remember getting this ARC in the mail, I was so ecstatic, the beautiful, gorgeous cover was finally in my hands. I didn't read it right away. One being that I had other scheduled reviews but I read pretty quickly so there wasn't a time that I did not have the opportunity or get the temptation to open that succulent, clean-cut looking beauty(I know, its not a piece of meat). I was scared, because I got that feeling that it was too good to be true. I know, weird.
But considering that I drowned in its contents, that was not the case. This was the first story I've ever read with a mermaid in it so I was utterly enthralled.
This story follows the two main characters Perdita and Savion who are both evidently cursed. Perdita is cursed to ponder the life in the seas, whereas Savion is banished from his homeland to search across the sea to fulfill his journey in saving someone in order to break a curse.
Perdita has come across many lost men of the sea in all of her cursed years and it seems that no matter how many years pass, they are always the same. Until now.
Perdita's character seems very mature, but also in other ways unbeknownst to many things. I have to admit, she did make me crack up here and there with her acting skills. There is also mention of her previous life as a human and came across as a bit mischievous. Savion has all the attributes any and every man should have. However, Savion has also come across someone that has made him feel the same things Perdita feels. In a way, both of there past experiences kind of run on these crazy parallels and has jaded them. Damien just bugged me to no end.
In the end, I was excited to finally get through to the end and experience the HEA Perdita and Savion deserved. The writing style was simple, yet enticing. Great plot and extraordinary characters.
The one hang up I had that seems pretty ridiculous, but nonetheless bothered me to no end was the name Perdita. I could not stand it, because I could already here how some people would pronounce it and slaughter(Karin) the name completely: purr-dee-tuh. Uh, no mam. So throughout the whole story, every time her name popped up, I would say Dita in my head, with my own Hispanic accent, because it sounded better to me, it sounds the same as my own nickname, I'm too lazy to role my r's every time I say her name in my head (even saying it aloud is making my tongue tired), and it also doesn't sound like I'm trying to call over a little female dog in Spanish.
Overall, I had a tremendous time getting into this wondrous story and hope others enjoy the read as well.