Vanessa Garden has shared the compelling tale of a human girl who falls in love with the king of an underwater world. Together, they faced danger and have come out stronger.
Release is finally here! The final book in the Submerged Sun series and you will want to grab a copy for yourself!
The action-packed conclusion to the Submerged Sun Trilogy...
In a glittering underwater world, where danger lurks behind beauty and power, seventeen-year-old Miranda Sun must decide between her freedom and the love her heart ultimately yearns for.
While Robbie and the citizens of Marin eagerly await the birth of the first child to have been born in the city of Marin in over twenty years, Miranda and Marko must deal with the pain and heartache of their banishment from the underwater city.
When the bodies of young women begin to wash up on beaches across the globe, their legs mutilated in a telling way, Miranda and Marko become even more desperate to return to Marin.
Because if Damir is back to his evil ways, then Miranda’s sister, Lauren, is in grave danger.
Will Miranda and Marko return to the city in time to save Lauren?
Or is Lauren, and the entire city of Marin, doomed already…
“Will you look at this, Shirl? Another one.” The old man shook his head, his jowls trembling as he stared down at the newspaper he was about to purchase. “Yesterday it was Barcelona, today, Sydney. It doesn’t make sense. They’re washing up all over the place.”
“The poor loves,” said the woman. “Who would do such a thing to these young girls? And in so many different countries? You’re right, it doesn’t make sense.”
“The Sydney one might be a copy-cat. That’s the problem with the bloody media these days, they give away all the details, and some idiot thinks it’s a good idea to do the same.”
My blood turned to ice. Another body had washed up on a beach.
I had to get back to Marko. This was the fourth one in two weeks. It was too coincidental.
When it was my turn to pay, I placed my groceries on the counter and picked up a copy of the paper from the stack beside me. Without looking at it, I paid, not wanting to see or read the story until I was with Marko.
My heart raced and my stomach churned while I rushed back to the car. I kept telling myself that this girl might be different. That perhaps she’d just drowned.
By the time I buckled myself into the driver’s seat, curiosity had gotten the better of me.
I tugged the paper out from under the egg carton and unfolded it to reveal the front page.
My heart stopped.
But it wasn’t the heading--Third woman with mutilated legs found on Sydney shores—that got to me, it was the picture, a particular detail in the picture.
It showed two policemen at the beach, crouched over a body that was loosely draped with a white cloth. The body had long, blonde hair that had half dried in the sun, and her thin, pale ankle was showing. The way the picture had been taken, from behind the feet, gave a clear view of the ankle.
My blood ran cold as I stared at that ankle.
Wrapped around it was a bracelet, loaded with what appeared to be small, sun-shaped charms.
Only one person owned that one-of-a-kind bracelet, made by my dad.
And that person was my sister.
A bookseller and Young Adult author, Vanessa loves nothing more than immersing herself in the exciting world of books. When she is not sharing her favorite reads with customers, or mentally casting actors to play the characters in her next novel, she enjoys hanging out with those she loves most.