Thursday, January 31, 2013

REVIEW+EXCERPT: "OF POSEIDON" (Of Poseidon, #1) - by Anna Banks

Title: “Of Poseidon
Series: (Of Poseidon, #1)
Author: Anna Banks
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends
Publication Date: May 22, 2012
Genre: YA, Paranormal, Mythology
Reviewed by: Books4Tomorrow
Source: Purchased
My star rating: 5/5


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.


What’s not to love about a novel filled with creatures stemming from mythological gods and an underwater world shrouded in so much mystery it takes the reader’s imagination to new heights (or depths, as it is)? And then there’s that breathtaking book cover which is so simple, yet keeps drawing the eye. I’ve been looking forward to reading Of Poseidon since its release last year, but due to my mile-long to-be-read list, I only got around to reading it this week. I was laughing so hard at the witty dialogue in the first chapter, I’ve been glued to the pages since then using every spare moment I had devouring this magnificent book, so prepare for a gush-fest! 

As always, I’ll start with the characters. Although the attraction between Dalen and Emma was instant, it was not yet love-at-first-sight. The love angle only comes in later. I should point out that this author creates her characters so superbly and believable that when one of them came to an unexpected end early on in the first few chapters, I honestly felt heartbroken, even though I’ve only known that specific character for two short chapters. I was also adequately impressed with the “villains” in this story, although they can hardly be considered villains.  The antagonists are drawn with the same amount of finesse and realism as the protagonists, and therefore it was hard for me to dislike them.

The world-building in this book is spectacular to say the least. My favorite scene was the one in which I got to explore the Titanic along with Emma and Dalen, and seeing it through Emma’s eyes, it brought tears to my own. The author effortlessly transported me from one world to the other, and characters in both these worlds soon became deeply rooted in my heart. Rayna’s character had me in stitches, and although she disliked Emma from day one and came across as spoiled and bratty, the story wouldn’t have been the same without her. She is definitely one of my favorites.

Of course, since there was no love-triangle in this book, I enjoyed the story so much more and it again raised the question as to why so many authors are obsessed with love-triangles? Of Poseidon is a terrific example of how a story can function without one, and still be an extraordinary, unforgettable read. The romance was there from the start, but at first it was subtle and moved along at a leisurely pace. Only in the last few chapters did it become a little wishy-washy, but not so much that I lost interest in the plot.

Needless to say, I had a blast reading this riveting debut novel by awesome newcomer Anna Banks. The story is original and fresh, unique in a way few YA novels are. It justly gives new meaning to “exceptional” and “different”, and it had me laughing, terrified, excited and captivated, from start to end. And Oh. My. Goodness. The cliff-hanger ending is a stunner!   I’ll definitely be first in line to get my hands on book two the moment it is released!



Of Poseidon by Anna Banks has 1153 reviews on Goodreads. Read it here.


FOR THE five seconds it takes them to stir around in their bed of shattered glass, Galen tries to swallow his heart back down into his chest. When Emma moves—then growls when Rayna pulls herself up—he’s able to breathe. Rayna shields herself when Emma kicks her legs out from under her. And it begins again.
Toraf shuffles up beside him in the living room and crosses his arms.
“Rachel left,” he says, sighing. “Says she’s never coming back.”
Galen nods. “She always says that. It’s probably for the better tonight, though.” They both wince as Rayna plants the ball of her foot in Emma’s back, splaying her across the sea of shards.
“I taught her that,” Toraf says.
“It’s a good move.”
Neither of the combatants seem to care about the rain, lightning, or the whereabouts of their hostess. The storm billows in, drenching the furniture, the TV, the strange art on the wall. No wonder Rachel didn’t want to see this. She fussed over this stuff for days.
“So, it kind of threw me when she said she didn’t like fish,” Toraf says.
“I noticed. Surprised me too, but everything else is there.”
“Bad temper.”
“The eyes.”
“That white hair is shocking though, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. I like it. Shut up.” Galen throws a sideways glare at his friend, whose grin makes him ball his fists.
“Hard bones and thick skin, obviously. There’s no sign of blood. And she took some pretty hard hits from Rayna,” Toraf continues neutrally.
Galen nods, relaxes his fists.
“Plus, you feel the pull—” Toraf is greeted with a forceful shove that sends him skidding on one foot across the slippery marble floor. Laughing, he comes back to stand beside Galen again.
“Jackass,” Galen mutters.
“Jackass? What’s a jackass?”
“Not sure. Emma called me that today when she was irritated with me.”
“You’re insulting me in human-talk now? I’m disappointed in you, minnow.” Toraf nods toward the girls. “Shouldn’t we break this up soon?”
“I don’t think so. I think they need to work this out on their own.”
“What about Emma’s head?”
Galen shrugs. “Seems fine right now. Or she wouldn’t have bashed the window into pieces with her forehead.”
“Do you think she faked the whole thing?”
“No.” Galen shakes his head. “You should have seen her on the porch. Terrified. More than terrified. She even let me carry her into the house. That’s not like her. I mean, she wouldn’t let me carry her backpack at school. She tried to snatch it out of my hands. No, something happened. I just don’t know what.”
“Maybe she knocked everything back into place then. Or maybe Rayna did.”
“Could be.”
After a few minutes of watching the gore, Galen pulls off his shirt. “What are you doing?” Toraf says.
“We should head toward shore. If Rayna’s smart, she’ll lure her to the water where she has the advantage.” They can already see that Rayna is doing exactly that. She’s made it past the pool, her arms roped around Emma’s neck, dragging her as she kicks and bites.
“But what advantage does she have over Emma, if Emma’s one of us and of Poseidon, on top of that?”
“Rayna knows what she is. Emma doesn’t. But I think now’s as good a time as any for her to know.”



Anna Banks is a young adult author whose primary goal is to entertain smart, funny gals like herself. You can expect her works to be centered around a love story, freckled with humor, and seasoned with sarcasm.
Anna grew up in a small town called Niceville (yes, really) in the Florida Panhandle. She now lives with her husband and daughter close to her hometown. The youngest of seven children, she was spoiled beyond comprehension growing up. Before she started writing, Anna worked as a banker and a waitress. She loves old movies, fried chicken, and Simon Cowell, but loathes exercise, licorice, and haters.
She also spews sarcastic, romantic fiction under pen name Anna Scarlett.


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