Ice Massacre (Mermaids of Eriana Kwai #1) by Tiana Warner
A mermaid’s supernatural beauty serves one purpose: to lure a sailor to his death.
The Massacre is supposed to bring peace to Eriana Kwai. Every year, the island sends its warriors to battle these hostile sea demons. Every year, the warriors fail to return. Desperate for survival, the island must decide on a new strategy. Now, the fate of Eriana Kwai lies in the hands of twenty battle-trained girls and their resistance to a mermaid’s allure.
Books Read in 2017:Mermaids of Eriana Kwai (Ice Massacre + Ice Crypt) by Tiana Warner
But why? I thought. Why would you risk everything? Why not leave her to her fate?
Adaro had known before I could admit it to myself, and that was why he took her from me. But my heart felt swollen, and I finally just knew. It was obvious as if I’d known it my whole life.
BOOKS READ IN 2017: ICE MASSACRE & ICE CRYPT (Mermaids of Eriana Kwai) by Tiana Warner
“I remember being afraid she would get sick of me and stop coming to see me– but she never did. She kept coming back.” “As kids, you mean?” “As kids… And on the ship. In battle. She came to see me in secret.” “You miss her,” said Spio, in a tone so casual he might have been pointing out a halibut. I stared at my hands, feeling myself blush. I must have given more away in my mood than I intended. “I love her.”
The Massacre is supposed to bring peace to Eriana Kwai.
Every year, the island sends its warriors to battle these hostile sea demons. Every year, the warriors fail to return.
Desperate for survival, the island must decide on a new strategy. Now, the fate of Eriana Kwai lies in the hands of twenty battle-trained girls and their resistance to a mermaid’s allure.
We fell silent, holding each other’s gaze. I bit my tongue, feeling a twinge of guilt for letting her talk to me for so long. The sky was lightening. Lysi’s eyes seemed to shine—and I felt a long-forgotten comfort staring into them. — Ice Massacre,Tiana Warner
Adaro had known before I could admit it to myself, and that was why he took her from me. But my heart felt swollen, and I finally just knew. It was obvious as if I’d known it my whole life.
“Mee, we’re on opposite sides of a war. You’re asking me to surrender.”
“It’s not about the war. I’m asking you to save your own life!”
But I knew I was wrong as I said it. It was about the war. Everything was about the war. Her life and mine, her culture and mine, were dedicated to it. She reached out and locked my hand in her icy fingers. “Let’s not talk about this.”
I held her gaze, breathing hard to push down the bubble of panic. Lysi pressed her palm against mine and stretched her fingers skyward. I did the same, feeling our hands align perfectly - brown skin against white.
