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A review by samiism
The Deep End of the Sea by Heather Lyons
4.0
Actual rating: 3.5
Quick, light read. I am on the fence with this book.
On one hand, the sexy times are really hot. And made me tear up a bit. But there are moments when things go over the top. Like a roundhouse kick and the gadgets.
Medusa has raped by Poseidon, and consequently cursed by Athena for defiling her temple. Poor sweet Medusa exiles herself in Gorgona where her only sources of companionship are the statues of the people she has "killed", a blind old man named Mikkos, and the messenger god Hermes. With Hermes' help, Medusa's curse is reversed and she catches up on everything she had missed in the past 2000 years.
This book acknowledges that a rape happened. Medusa suffers PTSD from it, but she doesn't let it completely ruin her life. She lets herself love again, and vehemently tries to right what she can.
Medusa's relationship with Hermes is something to envy. From being best friend for the past 2000 years, they finally realize how much they actually love each other. And it is hot.
Of course, Poseidon and Athena wouldn't let that stand. The rest of the book is then a witness protection program-like affair that ends with a somewhat confusing rehash of the divine family tree.
It's a fun read. Part sweet, part corny. Hermes seems to be one of the best Greek gods to become front and center of Greek mythology retellings, as I did thoroughly enjoy Stephanie Spinner's "Quicksilver".
Quick, light read. I am on the fence with this book.
On one hand, the sexy times are really hot. And
Spoiler
the part where Jocko allowed Maddy to watch Hermes after not seeing him for monthsMedusa has raped by Poseidon, and consequently cursed by Athena for defiling her temple. Poor sweet Medusa exiles herself in Gorgona where her only sources of companionship are the statues of the people she has "killed", a blind old man named Mikkos, and the messenger god Hermes. With Hermes' help, Medusa's curse is reversed and she catches up on everything she had missed in the past 2000 years.
This book acknowledges that a rape happened. Medusa suffers PTSD from it, but she doesn't let it completely ruin her life. She lets herself love again, and vehemently tries to right what she can.
Spoiler
Our faces are so close to one another right now, and all I can do is selfishly think how easy it would be for me to lean forward and kiss him like I’ve dreamed about for the last couple of weeks. One kiss, and then I’d let him go.
One kiss, to replace the one stolen from me.
This would be my first kiss, not what happened with Poseidon. Because a kiss should be born from love, and want, and need. A kiss should be beautiful, something a girl can hold onto for the rest of her life, to pull out in her memory whenever she wants butterflies to come back. A kiss shouldn’t be roughly ripped away from her and turned into a thing of nightmares.
I want that kiss, and I want it from my best friend.
Medusa's relationship with Hermes is something to envy. From being best friend for the past 2000 years, they finally realize how much they actually love each other. And it is hot.
For the first time in two thousand plus years, time stands still. I pray it stays that way, because this moment here?
Divine.
Of course, Poseidon and Athena wouldn't let that stand. The rest of the book is then a witness protection program-like affair that ends with a somewhat confusing rehash of the divine family tree.
It's a fun read. Part sweet, part corny. Hermes seems to be one of the best Greek gods to become front and center of Greek mythology retellings, as I did thoroughly enjoy Stephanie Spinner's "Quicksilver".