Series: The Syrena Legacy #1
Galen is the prince of the Syrena, sent to land to find a girl he’s heard can communicate with fish. Emma is on vacation at the beach. When she runs into Galen—literally, ouch!—both teens sense a connection. But it will take several encounters, including a deadly one with a shark, for Galen to be convinced of Emma’s gifts. Now, if he can only convince Emma that she holds the key to his kingdom…
Told from both Emma and Galen’s points of view, here is a fish-out-of-water story that sparkles with intrigue, humor, and waves of romance.
2.5 Drink Me Potions
Of Poseidon is like staring at a car accident on the highway – or should I say, like a shipwreck in the ocean? It’s kinda sad, not all too great to look at, yet there’s something oddly addicting that draws the eye towards it either way. That is exactly how I felt towards this novel.
First off, the romance between Galen and Emma is eerily instant. They feel some “pulse” that makes them curious and oddly attracted to each other? Uh, it could’ve gone so much better with the girl meets boy scenario that was first introduced at the beginning of the story. It just left a sour taste in my mouth seeing their reactions to each other, in BOTH POVs.
And beyond the not-so-believable love attraction, the absolute worst aspect of this? The terrible characterization of the female leads.
Emma, honest to goodness, is one of the worst protagonists I’ve had the chance to follow. She is exasperating and annoying. How many times can a girl say Ohmysweetgoodness in her head? And said it in THAT way too. Ok, I can live with her naivete and her more annoying traits. But does it stop there? OH NO.
She has the WORST temper. One minute she’s okay, and the next there’s this “uh oh” look on her face that tells you she’s gonna do something awful ’cause a temper tantrum is brewing. She could be throwing you out – I mean, through – a glass window in the next second and you wouldn’t know what hit you.
That’d be the glass window you’ve just been thrown through, by the way.
She also toys with Galen for the most bizarre reasons or motives. I just don’t understand how he can stand her and her mood swings. Even I have a hard time figuring out what her motives are and I’m a girl.
“Galen, do you mind?” Emma says, drawing a distracting circle on his arm with her finger, sending fire pretty much everywhere inside him. He recognizes the mischief in her eyes but not the particular game she’s playing.
“Get whatever you want, Emma,” he tells her. With a coy smile, she orders seventy-five dollars worth of candy, soda, and popcorn. By the cashier’s expression, seventy-five dollars must be a lot. If the game is to spend all his money, she’ll be disappointed. He brought enough cash for five more armfuls of this junk.
Like…what just happened there? If you say that’s exerting dominance in a relationship, well that’s one messed up way of doing it. And it’s definitely not what one should do in a fun and loving relationship. This scene also popped up in the middle of nowhere. I was blinking in astonishment at her games. Like, who the hell does she think she is? She also doesn’t even eat all of it and just ditches it later.
Besides Emma, there’s also Galen’s twin sister, Rayna. If you think Emma’s awful, I flipping don’t know what to think of Rayna except I absolutely would wring her neck if I knew her personally.
She’s a spoiled princess who craves attention. If you don’t give that to her, she’ll play her games with you to draw it out. Toraf, the one guy who, for I dunno what reasons, honestly loves her could only get her attention by playing hard to get. But even when finally succumbing to probably the best thing she’d ever get in life, Rayna constantly throws her own tantrums and acts like some self-righteous idiot. Like she’s the best thing there is and Toraf should do whatever she dictates to him. It doesn’t help that he actually would do anything for her, probably including grovelling at her feet all day.
“What’s Toraf’s favourite color?”
Rayna shrugs. “Whatever I tell him it is.”
I raise a brow at her. “Don’t know, huh?”
She crosses her arms. “Who cares anyways.”
Did I mention she’s selfish and never listens to what anyone says, even if it’s for her own good?
Why the heck do all the main female portrayals represent tantrum-throwing as a good thing because they get rewarded by their men falling for just this thing, rephrased in a better way as their feisty spirits? ‘Cause honestly, I’d be fed up and tell them to grow up. And soon.
So why did I just not give up? Well, Of Poseidon was hard to look away. It was mesmerizing watching it sink further and further in the characters’ crazy antics. I didn’t really care for any of them. It was just amusing to see the “twists” that weren’t really altogether surprising considering the synopsis of the sequel gives it away. Note to self: do NOT read the sequel synopsis next time. But it was rather obvious even without having accidentally ruining it for myself.
So like the shipwreck that it is, I finished it in a few sittings. I couldn’t help it. And that ending? When I saw the Acknowledgements page, I knew I had to see what a wreck the next one may turn out to be. It was too sudden and my curiosity was piqued. Otherwise, I’m telling you, don’t go further than this novel. Not everyone would find this wreck of a book amusing. The world building with these mermaids – whoops, I mean, Syrena – wasn’t even significant in this novel. Sure, some tidbits were thrown out, but it could’ve been a lot better and more exciting.
If only Emma wasn’t such a terrible protagonist.
Of Poseidon sank like the shipwreck it was, where it was hard to look away even though it was a terrible sight. It had such potential with the background and history of the Syrena but most of the novel was spent on land and followed the most annoying and temper-tantrum-throwing girl ever. Add an insta-love romance on top of that, I’m not sure what else could possibly redeem this book as these points were all that it advertised. If you find it as amusing to read, then sure, go ahead and read the sequel, but otherwise, I wouldn’t recommend it at all.