A suspenseful, moody read. Definitely satisfied the Westworld fan in me, this story of grief cycles and hidden selves told out of order.

I must say, though, I found the whole premise of, "A series of ritualistic murders occurs in this seaside town every summer, and we never buff up the number of police, or rope off the beaches, or put up suicide nets" to be reeeeally unbelievable.

Also, nitpicky, what the heck is this cover? XD It's suuuuuch a witchy cover, but the whole point is that the girls WEREN'T witches. They were just women with passions as turbulent as the sea. Why isn't the cover of this book the island with the lighthouse? Or the ship graveyard near the coast? Or just ocean waves with a spooky silhouette in the water? Who chose this woodsy, witchy cliche? It doesn't match.

Finally, the last 10-20 pages of the book are too drawn out. A lot of repetition, too many endings.... It reminded me of how the final Lord of the Rings movie just couldn't pick an ending. The book tries to be bittersweet, but having the anti-villain cling on to the heroes' Happily Ever After just felt cringey.

But regardless of the few faults I found, Shea Ernshaw has an incredible way with words, and I was completely entranced by this book. Maybe it's not my favorite of hers, but I am definitely hooked on this author.