Rob Regor knew that humans were trouble. All the shape shifting mermen of the Morvann Islands knew it. And human women were double trouble... especially when they were lying on the road in front of a digger.
Rob has a mission. Go to the mainland. Work as a policeman. Spy on humans. Report back to his father, the head of the Regor Merman Clan. It should be easy. Until he has to arrest Charlie. Rob can’t fight his attraction to the sexy eco-warrior, and it puts him on one hell of a collision course with his family and his Clan. Will he break the rules – or break her heart, and his?
Love and leave, that was Charlie’s motto. It had served her well until now. But Rob is different… Can she open up her heart to Rob - when a secret buried in her past surfaces and changes her completely?
*WARNING* contains adult content Charlotte review on Goodreads
Rob Regor is a police man on the island of St-Sulien. Rob was sent to the island by his father so he could keep watch on the humans. Rob was excited to live with humans, even though he is a merman, he doesn't dislike humans like his father does.
This book makes a beautiful collision of two worlds. The description of the transformation from human to merperson is unlike anything I've read before. Music has a few different meanings in this story, so the title is beyond perfect. Most of the characters are not st all likeable, but the main characters are lovely. The story edited well, written well, has all the feels of a romance and everything expected of a PNR.
Review Brandi 5 stars on Goodreads
Music for a Merman by Alice Renaud is a sweet, clever story featuring Rob Regor, a merman warrior investigating the crimes humans commit against other species at the behest of his father, Rhys Regor, and Charlotte Fitzwilliam (Charlie), an Eco-warrior. The story is fast-paced and fun as well as clever and original.
The dialogue (and character thoughts) were amusing a witty. One of my favorite lines is "Charlie was his electric eel." - for some reason, the mental imagery surrounding this made me laugh out loud.
This is definitely an adults-only book, not for the kiddos. I would recommend Music for a Merman (Sea of Love #2) to adult lovers of fantasy romance.
Starwarslover
5.0 out of 5 stars so good
2 November 2019 - Published on Amazon.com
mermen.. is there anything else i need to say? haha.. i love mermen and i love a good merman/mermaid story.. in this case its merman haha.. i dont read many mf anymore to be honest.. but this one kinda called to me.. and boy am i glad i did. it was well written and enjoyable.. i loved seeing this side of the merpeople.. it has paranormal aspects.. it has sexy stuff.. it has fun banter.. it has angst and love.. it has anger and sadness.. it is all around a fun story and i really liked it.
Jean Bowles rated it it was amazing
When I finished reading A Merman's Choice I knew it deserved a sequel and Alice didn't disappoint. Loved this story and wanting to read more of this lovable clan. 5 stars
Review Marie’s Tempting Reads: A uniquely intriguing, sexy, downright fascinating PNR that I devoured in less than 2 days!
Once I started on Music For a Merman I was hooked. It was both extremely sensual and incredibly descriptive. The way Alice Renaud describes the merman in their true form, I could almost accurately picture what they look like in my minds eye. The romance between Rob and Charlie is beautiful, forbidden and passionate while the story gives us a fresh take on mermaids and merman and their customs and rules. I loved the way that this story was written. It is completely original and oh so sexy.
Music For A Merman gets a FASCINATING FIVE UNDER THE SEA STARS!
Charlie clambered over the rocks and was soon looking down at the small cove, sparkling blue and gold under the descending sun. The haunting song grew louder the closer she got to the sea. Now it seemed to be outside her head, rising from the peaceful water below to weave its magic around her. The meaning shimmered, just beyond the edge of her comprehension. It was like trying to read words reflected in a mirror. If she could only break the surface of the glass, enter the other side, she’d understand it fully.
But in some obscure way, she knew that the melody spoke of love. Sexual, passionate love. And it was doing something to her. Heat was building up, deep inside her belly. She swore, in a vain attempt to let it out. “Bloody Rob!” He’d got her all worked up, and now she couldn’t calm down.
Cold water and exercise would help. She half-climbed, half-slid down the slippery rocks and hit the sand with a thud. The music sounded as though it was coming from the waves.
It couldn’t be. Maybe the stress of the past day had given her tinnitus. She’d read about it. People heard noises, or even melodies, in their head, and couldn’t get rid of them. She took off her shorts and T-shirt and placed them on a rock, weighing them down with her sandals. After a moment’s hesitation, she took off her swimsuit too. No one would see her, and she loved skinny-dipping. Nothing would come between her and the sea tonight.
The breeze glided across her body but failed to soothe the persistent thrumming at the apex of her thighs. She stepped into the surf, bracing herself for the usual Atlantic chill, but it didn’t come. The water was warm, almost like the Mediterranean. She immersed herself up to her neck. Joy broke through her gloom and lifted her mood just as a wave lifted her and bore her towards the small wooded island in the middle of the cove. A few lazy strokes were all she needed to stay afloat. The water enveloped her in its embrace, stroking her from her shoulders to her toes, as if the whole ocean wanted to make love to her.
The eerie song was growing louder and clearer by the minute. With an almighty jolt she understood that it was real. She wasn’t hallucinating. The enchanting melody was coming from the other side of the islet! Excitement surged, short-circuiting all other emotions. Something was there, just beyond her sight. Something beautiful and magical.
She swam up to the island and followed the sandy shore towards the heavenly sound. Some deep, mysterious instinct told her that she had nothing to fear from this being. It meant her no harm. Quite the contrary.
Luck was on her side. A fallen tree, half submerged in the water, provided the perfect cover. The anticipation blazed so high inside her, it made her mouth go dry. She grabbed the trunk and hauled herself up to peep through the branches.
A black, glistening animal swam in circles, just a few yards away. A porpoise? But the shape was wrong. A fin broke the surface. No, not a fin, an arm! Coal-black and muscular, it ended in a hand.
A webbed hand.
Astonishment sucked the air out of her lungs. Her hands shook and she almost lost her grip on the trunk. She clutched the wood so hard that a splinter drove into her finger, drawing blood, but she didn’t feel any pain. She could only stare, and listen, as the fantastical being moved through the water and poured his soul out in a stream of music.
A merman! The old legends were true. Here was the Water Horse, the Selkie, the aquatic creature that could turn into a man.
