Status Updates From Ocean Grave

Ok, I am done. The writing is too bad and the story has no redeeming features. This book is ridiculous.

Not terribly well written and badly researched.

Ok, that kill by the monster fish was fun and a good scene.

“Flippered feet wobbled against the edge and Zane took a deep pull on his valve, swallowing a burst of bottled air before dropping through the gloom like a brick.“

Nope, that is not how it works. More air in the body, more buoyancy. No chance of „dropping like a brick“ that way. I am rolling my eyes so hard every few pages. I don‘t know how much longer I can put up with this.

“Zane balanced himself on the rail and dropped toward the water. The moonlight reached down a few kilometers so dark blue became a gradient of deeper blacks. Soon he was paddling through impenetrable onyx.“

Someone needs to explain to the author what a kilometer is and tell him to drop the „kilo“.

“She had to give it to Blake. He was right. She would’ve shot this down with the quickness, because who believed in buried treasure anymore?“

With the quickness? Is that weird English or is it me?

“The leader sat atop the corner desk with the gun in one hand and a drink in the other. His eyes were like fried eggs.“

White and yellow?

“A long piece of driftwood rocked atop the ocean a few hundred kilometers away. Underneath the blazing sun, Mosi could only see a silhouette lift up onto its forearms and wave a hand around. “Please!” The voice was male. Possibly American. His hand reached out, stretching toward Mosi.“
A few hundred kilometers? Wow, that‘s some eye sight and a really loud voice… *eye roll*