Julia’s 🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩 hat review:
I’ll start off by saying I have never been a fan of Peter Pan. I know, shocking since I love fairytales. But Peter Pan has been one that I never got in to. That being said, Dee Garcia has made me a huge Tink and Hook fan! She took something that wouldn’t have normally interested me and made me fall head over heels in love with her dark retelling of it. I live for Venom. It kept me enraptured the entire time, and I was so sad to see “the end”. The way she created Tinksley awes me. Instead of an annoying little pixie, she turned her into something that starts off as naive and innocent and twists her into a hot damn badass. And the Hook? Swoon. I flove the freaking Hook. His dark and wonton thoughts of Tinksley and then seeing them as a reality? Be still my heart. He was perfection, cruel yet just.
Venom is a retelling all should read. To see the metamorphosis that Tink goes through? Absolutely twistedly brilliant. Add in the lies, secrets, lust, and Hook? 5 hot damn stars every time.
Heather’s 🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩 hat review:
HOLY SMOKE!!! This book is everything and more. I’m gonna be honest I didn’t know how I was going to feel about this story. I am a HUGE Disney fan, and thought I would have a hard time reading this. I was absolutely wrong in thinking that since I love my stories that are dark and twisty… Venom is almost as twisty as they come!!!!
Tinksley started off a naive young pouty woman. I’m not gonna lie I did not want to like her. However, I fell in love with the woman she becomes. She is a young naive beautiful soul in the beginning, but turns into a kick a$$ woman who rights the wrong that was made against her. Captain is just as dastardly as you would think. BUT there is so much more to this man. He is a tortured soul that was lost until he found the other half of his soul. The two of them together is a nice spicy slow burn.
The way Dee Garcia wrote this story will have you on the edge of your seat. I was captivated from beginning to end. The storyline is fast paced, and will keep you intrigued.
Don’t do it, Tinksley. Turn around, says the angel on my shoulder, a voice I’d forgotten existed amidst the demands of depravity.
Do I listen? Of course not.
I have to know what’s happening. I’m too intrigued not to.
An intrigue that continues amounting as I pass this hand-carved archway with thick spiraled pillars. The pillars themselves aren’t what draws me—it’s the marionette puppets hanging off each one. They’re both female; one blonde, one brunette, both surprisingly quite scantily clad unlike a typical puppet.
I’ve never seen one like this before.
Reaching out to graze the tips of my fingers over one of their wooden bodies, I—
“Boo!” a husky voice ghosts in my ear.
My heart shoots up to my throat as a terrified scream breaks free. Next thing I know, I’m spun around, staring into amused blue eyes.
I literally feel myself deflate in his grip before I can react accordingly.
“What the f*ck!” I shout, wiggling myself free.
Callan chuckles darkly and shakes his head, crossing his arms over his chest. “Look at you. So crass these days.”
I mimic his stance. “What can I say? I learned from the best. You’ve got one helluva sailor’s mouth yourself.”
“I’m not a sailor, love.” He smirks. “A pirate? Yes. The Captain? Obviously. Not a sailor, though.”