But when it’s a choice between a bullet and the water, even a girl with a capital-I Incident in her past has to make a call. Especially when the naked, tailless merman who just saved her life is apparently real — and now she’s been turned into a Mer against every rule in the royal handbook.
Reel Tritone, spare heir to the Mer throne and professional rule-breaker, was just supposed to rescue her. Not upend both their worlds. But there’s a stolen treasure, a vengeful ex sea-goddess, and a death edict with their names on it.
He can breathe underwater. She can barely look at it.
Fish food or fish man — either way, she’s in over her head.
Judi Fennell has had her nose in a book and her head in some celestial realm all her life, including those early years when her mom would exhort her to “get outside!” instead of watching Bewitched or I Dream of Jeannie on television. So she did—right into Dad’s hammock with her Nancy Drew books.
These days she’s more likely to have her nose in her laptop and her head (and the rest of her) at a favorite writing spot, but she’s still reading either her latest manuscript or friends’ books.
A PRISM Award and Golden Leaf Award winner, among others, Judi is the author of tongue-in-cheek romantic comedies about mermen off the Jersey shore, male strippers a la Magic Mike, and manly maids whose motto is… Satisfaction Guaranteed.
Check out her on social media to see the menagerie that shares her office, and check out her website at www.JudiFennell.com for excerpts, deleted scenes, reviews, and contests, as well as the chance to discover a whole new world!