The best one I read in January that left me with a book hangover for a little longer than expected – The Wicked Deep by Shea Ernshaw
It does not take a curse to destroy lives. Love is dangerous enough.
Paranormal mystery? Check.
Realisation of sirens legends in a modern world? Check. (Although, has a catch)
Subtle subtext of feminism? Check.
Un-put-downable romance? Check.
I was sold the second I read the synopsis. So, there’s a song, so tempting, that starts in the harbour in the small town of Sparrow. Three sisters who were wronged hundreds of years ago are said to possess the bodies of three women right around summer solstice. Those three girls lure three (or more) men to their deaths. And while this seems vile and cruel, the story about the three sisters is one of the most heartbreaking things I’ve read in a while.
This book rekindled my faith in love, and justice. And that the universe has a way of balancing everything – the good, the bad, the ugly.
Highly recommended for anyone who loves a hauntingly beautiful story of love and betrayal.
This is a 4/5 just for the way the book had me sink into it (pun intended), for the world that it crafted around me which felt almost real. I live in a city surrounded by the sea and perhaps that’s why I loved it so much. Looking forward to reading ‘Winterwood’ by the same author.