By: Karen Marie Moning
DarkFever at a Glance
- Overall Rating: ★★★★
- Heroine: A southern belle that masturbates in an alley… just sayin’
- Dude: Stuffier than a couch but has mean nail painting skills
- Brutality: Slowly sucked to death…
- Are you afraid of the dark?: After this you will be…
Pairs Well With
- 1 oz coffee liqueur
- 1 oz amaretto
- 1 oz Irish cream
- Heavy cream
Beware. Spoilers are coming…
Ok, so this was a reread after completing the series. I remember adoring this book, but it was slow going now that I have read the others. There are little easter eggs hidden throughout this first book that are clues to things way down the line. I love the foresight and planning put into this series. Things seriously ramp up later and this first one is primarily world building and character introductions. Moning does an amazing job of the world building.
And oh what a world it is. The depth of the Tuatha de danann history is pretty spectacular. Mac is slowly introduced to things and you walk with her through this. Basically questioning WTF is happening right alongside her.
Mac is pretty funny. Her rainbow world gets rocked and she toughens up and deals with it. I will say that her and I have extremely different opinions on outfits. Everytime she described an outfit, I lost part of my poor emo soul. However, the way she knows when to stand up to Barrons (and others) and when to back down and let things play out is a great skill she probably doesn’t know she has.
“Don’t accuse me of being morbid when I’m merely the product of a culture that buries the bones of the ones they love in pretty, manicured flower gardens so they can keep them nearby and go talk to them whenever they feel troubled or depressed. That’s morbid. Not to mention bizarre. Dogs bury bones, too.”
And the girl always remains positive! Her sister was brutally murdered and she still finds a way to crack jokes. Mac gets pretty philosophical, especially when she is speaking from a year in the future and I’m loving it. The girl is smart and not just a pretty face. I like tough as nails bitches, even if they wear way too much pink.
“The single greatest advantage anyone can take into battle is hope.”
So Mr. Barrons is probably the sexiest man I have met in any book hands down. Not my favorite, but the sexiest. I love a hot mystery and he brings it in spades. Not thrilled about that time he threw Mac up against a wall and bruised her. But hey, he was just toughening her up right?…
“Do I frighten you, Ms. Lane?”
Um, yes Barrons. You scare the shit out of me because I’m pretty sure your an animal, but I’m into it. The scene where the gray man is holding Mac in the air and Barrons is just standing there lecturing her for what feels like an hour had me spitting out my coffee. Thanks Barrons, for my stained shirt. JK, I can’t blame you for everything. You painted her nails while she was in a cast. You are perfect.
This would not be complete without the thing that had me up at night with the lights on. These fucking shades that turn you into old paper. Yeah, it’s a thing. You dry up and become a husk. And the only protection is light. I hear a light flicker at work in broad daylight and flinched. Thanks Moning.
This book has me aborting all future plans to visit Dublin. Between death-by-sex fae that cause you to masturbate in an alley or strip in the middle of a museum, fairies that suck out a woman’s beauty and life force, and “shades” that destroy entire city blocks and turn your remains into husks of paper, I think I’ll try my luck in Alaska with killer polar bears instead. I’m not ashamed to admit that I had to barricade my door and sleep with a baseball bat the week I read DarkFever.
Admittedly, this first book in Moning’s Fever series is not the most exciting book but it lays a foundation for an incredible series that is 100% worth suffering through descriptions of exhibitionist fae. And you can’t deny that Moning is a phenomenal writer and world builder who gives us sexy man after sexy man (love you, Drustan). Jericho Barrons had me fanning myself and thinking I probably wouldn’t mind death by sex if Barrons was involved.
While Jericho Barrons may be hot, he’s pompous, stuffy and not entirely aligned with the 21st century.
“You procured a hired conveyance at my establishment.”
Say it with me, Barrons, taxi. T-a-x-i. Also, establishment? Can it be anymore obvious that this guy clearly isn’t a mortal 30 year old? If he speaks like a great-grandpa, he’s probably not your typical human, Mac. And it’s a good thing Barrons is hot because if someone kept calling me Ms. Eastman for weeks I’d probably stab them with a fae spear. The best part of the entire book was that Mac somehow turned Barrons into an old softie and gets him to paint her nails, I almost snorted my water out my nose at that scene.
“He looked big and muscular and male and silly painting my fingernails, like a Roman centurion decked out in a frilly chef’s apron.”
I’d kill to see Barrons decked out in a pink chef’s apron.
And now we get to Mac. I have mixed feelings on this pink obsessed chick. On one hand I understand she’s going through a rough time after the brutal death of her sister but there’s only so much stupid and ostrich burying their head in the sand I can handle. Mac repeatedly refuses to understand she’s 100% in this epic battle and no amount of denying your destiny is going to get her out of it. Yeah, she’s funny and positive and I appreciate a girl who has a signature nail polish but c’mon, grow up and go kick some ass.
And finally what the HECK is up with the 18th century society flashback that this O’Bannion dude is living in in which women are accessories who can’t even order their own food?! All I’m saying is that I didn’t really feel bad for this dickwad getting turned into paper husks and i’d probably steal his fancy car, too. Karma is a bitch, folks.
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