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Book Review: The Fever Series, by Karen Marie Moning

This isn’t a regular review post. It is rather an after-the-fact wrap-up post. I read books 1 through 7 in this series. I wrote reviews for some of the books on Goodreads as I read them, but others I did not. I never posted any here on the blog. But I am putting together an author’s read list and want to be as complete as possible. So, I’m bringing the reviews I wrote together here on the blog. the fever series 1-7

When MacKayla’s sister was murdered, she left a single clue to her death, a cryptic message on Mac’s cell phone. Journeying to Ireland in search of answers, Mac is soon faced with an even greater challenge: staying alive long enough to master a power she had no idea she possessed – a gift that allows her to see beyond the world of man, into the dangerous realm of the Fae.

As Mac delves deeper into the mystery of her sister’s death, her every move is shadowed by the dark, mysterious Jericho…while at the same time, the ruthless V’lane – an alpha Fae who makes sex an addiction for human women – closes in on her. As the boundary between worlds begins to crumble, Mac’s true mission becomes clear: to find the elusive Sinsar Dubh before someone else claims the all-powerful Dark Book – because whoever gets to it first holds nothing less than complete control both worlds in their hands.

Reviews:

DarkFever: A pretty middle-of-the-road, all-right read, marred by an extremely annoying heroine. I didn’t hate her. She wasn’t TSTL or anything, but she was Barbie. I often complain about the lack of diversity in UF/PNR heroines. And more than once, I’ve referred to a character as generically Barbie-like. I think this is the first such book that I’ve read that openly described the character that way, as Barbie. Not just as a slender, busty blond with a love of all things shiny, pink, and soft, but as “Barbie.”

The character is well aware of her appealing physical attributes, too. It felt a bit like seeing the most popular girl in school get to be the world-saving hero, too—just unfair, really. And I’m not just being judgemental, either. I could have handled all that if I didn’t find her bouncy personality (and often described step), pearl-draped, pink cashmere-clad Princess Pastel Rainbow voice so darned annoying.
On the other hand, the dark, dangerous maybe-hero Jericho was nearly enough to redeem the book for me. Too bad he spent most of the book being such a dick. By the end, I was starting to warm up to him. But it took a while.

In the end, I’m torn. My local library has all these books, so I have easy, free access to read them. I’m curious about what might happen, but I don’t know if I can really be bothered.


DreamFever: I’m not going to bother with a review of the fourth book in a series. What’s left to say, but do I like it more or less than the previous ones? But I will make a comment.

I was wary about reading this book, as it seemed to be predicated on the main character being raped and turning into a simpering sex slave. Which is dangerously close to reducing a woman’s value to nothing but sex, while allowing male characters to remain in control of themselves and her (and being worshipped for it). This is a trope that runs fairly close to the surface in a lot of romantic/erotic novels if cleverly disguised, and it turns me into a seething ball of indignation.

However, here, the ‘rapes’ (which were of the ‘I control your mind and make you want it’ as opposed to brute force type) were not graphic or detailed, the sexual savant only lasted a couple of chapters, and Mac was more inclined to demand sex than beg for it, allowing the whole scenario to not feel as sordid and disempowering as it could have. My point is that it wasn’t that bad.

Edit, as an additional, related thought: Why, why do soooo many of the strong female heroines on UF/PNR eventually have to have their power and control stripped away by rape at some point in a series? It’s almost beginning to feel like an expectation of the genre and that kind of disgusts me in general. I promise, it’s not the only way a woman can build strength of character and internal resilience. It’s not the only way to prove we really are strong survivors and it’s not the only plot device available to authors to provide a challenge to overcome. I really would like to see some variety in the genre and less insistence that rape is so common that all female characters have to encounter it eventually in order for readers to relate to her. It’s a fallacy, a falsehood, a myth. It’s disappointing.


Iced: A fun enough read, but not as good as the Fever books that it is a spin-off of. Dani is annoyingly oblivious for such a smart girl, and some of the ways she rationalises the obvious away is just plain stupid. New side characters are introduced but not fleshed out. (I suspect they are there for future books.) There is a lot more fantasy-like descriptions of stuff. Exploring the library, for example, felt very Harry Potter. The plot seems to drift a bit in the middle and the one major thing left over from the last book, that is hinted at throughout this one, is finally addressed on, literally, the last page and left as a cliffhanger. RUDE.

Mostly, however, my issues with the book stem from Dani being 14 years old. Like the previous books, this is a dark and, at times, sexual book, so why have we thrown a 14-year-old into the mix? I’m not one of the readers who believes that minors and sex can never cross in a plot. That wouldn’t reflect reality, and just because a minor has sex in a book doesn’t make it automatically pedophiliac. So, her actual age itself isn’t actually the problem. But if an author is going to place a minor (and not a 17 and 359-day-old minor, but an innocent, barely 14-year-old minor) in a sexually charged plot, it needs to be particularly dealt with. It wasn’t here. It was carefully dealt with, don’t get me wrong, but not in a way that worked for me, and it compromised the whole plot. Here’s why:

Dani’s spunky and bright. That’s great. And two dark, dangerous men are in love with her. OK. But one of the men is literally turning into an Unseelie prince (what is referred to as a death-by-sex fae), i.e., an elite member of the eviler of the two fae courts. The other has been a mercenary for millennia…you know, rape, pillage, and murder. So why, why exactly am I supposed to believe that these two men are willing to voluntarily abide by some antiquated and unenforceable (in post-apocalyptic, lawless Dublin) idea of the age of consent?

I might have believed they didn’t find underdeveloped females attractive, except that the Unseelie, in general, appeared to prefer perversions, and both men are shown to have physical, sexual responses to her. (They basically walk around with constant hard-ons.) So, they obviously are attracted. What exactly is supposed to have held two morally unfettered men, who generally take what they want, to the moral high ground? The answer should be nothing, which means the very premise of the book, that these two men are staking their claim for the day she turns 18, untenable and unbelievable.

(I should note that in an interview, KMM has stated that neither Roydan nor Christopher is supposed to be sexually attracted to Dani. They just have constant erections. Their love of Dani and engorged penises shouldn’t necessarily be seen as correlative. It’s true that men look at nubile young women all the time, IRL, and don’t act on it. In our culture that idolises youth, it’s not even considered pedophilia to do so. I appreciate what she’s after in writing the book and characters the way she did. I even think it’s far more realistic than when people either write only one of two scenarios–one in which minors are either wholly devoid of sexuality and sexual awareness or victimised by it. I just didn’t feel these men were the sort to behave in the reserved, mature way they do. Some men, maybe even most men, would. But would a death-by-sex fae and a man who grew up in an age when 14-year-olds wed and bred?)

They’re fun series. I’ll no doubt read more of them. I’ve been consistently impressed with the way KMM slips surprisingly erudite social observations into the books, but this new incarnation was a bit disappointing.


Burned: What the hell happened to this series? I know a lot of people had problems with Iced (I had my own issues with it, though not the same ones that made the big hubbub), and more than a few reviewers mentioned that Moning changed tracts at the last hour for this book, trying to appease fans. Though Moning states that’s not the case, I can see it as a possibility. It’s very careful to define everyone’s affection for Dani (even though, in a manner of speaking, Dani’s not even in the book), and nothing significant pulls it all together. Either way, this book was just dead, soulless, and painful to read.

There were just far too many interruptions to flow smoothly—too many POV to keep track of, too many characters to keep straight, too much internal dialogue, too much recapping of past events, too much sexual obsessing that doesn’t lead to or contribute to anything, way too much overly dramatic, purple writing that took paragraphs to make minuscule points, too much description. There was just too much of everything except plot propulsion and character engagement. It was a very poor showing of Moning’s skills.

Then there is the travesty that is Mac. Mac used to be badass and have a backbone; now, she’s too much of everything except what you want in a heroine. Actually, what she’s morphed into is the same old, same old cliché over-represented victim-heroine you see in a million other novels. She’s doubting her sanity and control of her urges (both violent and sexual). A history of rape always seems to do that to women in novels. (I wish I had read this on a Kindle so that I could search how many times she said “my rapists.”) She allows all the men to push her around. And is made out to be dumb. Even the teenage boy gets to get in on the demean-Mac train.

“I thought you said she was smart.”
“I took Barron’s word for it.”
“Apparently he was wrong.”

What used to be evolved, meaningful relationships (even if there always was a power differential) now just plays as unpleasant, overly autocratic. There is nothing left in Barron or Ryodan that is even remotely pleasant enough to engage with. They may as well be Fae turning women to Pri-ya for as much sense as loving them makes.

The new Dani is just as disappointing. She’s cliché in a different way, to be sure, but she still went from being an interesting side character to being a dime-a-dozen fem-fatale. It’s such a waste.

And what is with every single non-main character female having absolutely no characteristic beyond panting to be fucked, I mean nothing else? Apparently, this world no longer contains any of the vast arrays of other thoughts, emotions, needs, urges, impulses, decisions, and/or behaviors a woman with a vagina can (or could) display before the wall fell. It’s not that I didn’t find any of Lor’s thought’s funny, I did. But the fact that it requires all females to be mindless nymphomaniacs disturbs me.

What this book most reminded me of was…have you ever noticed in long-running television shows, every season or so there will be a recap episode, where there is little plot beyond what it takes to maintain why the character is reminiscing, dreaming, remembering (or whatever) but the vast majority of the episode is clips from past shows and ‘where are they now’ sort of vignettes? That’s what this book feels like. There is very little actual plot specific to it and a whole lot of ‘other’ stuff. It was also contrived (what with the invisibility and all) predictable and, to add insult to injury, ended on a cliffhanger with a lot of threads established for no reason beyond future books.

I didn’t hate the book, but I didn’t like it either. At 500+ pages, not liking something is almost worse than hating it. You still have to suffer to the end. At least if you hate something, you don’t feel bad not finishing it.

On a totally not story-related note, I got this book from the library. It’s a nice, hardbound copy with lovely, thick pages that someone dog-eared at least half of. I don’t know you, anonymous disrespected of publically shared books, but I think I hate you just a little.

Burn for Me

Book Review of Burn for Me (Hidden Legacy #1), by Ilona Andrews

Burn for meI bought an e-copy of Burn For Me, by Ilona Andrews.

Description from Goodreads:
Nevada Baylor is faced with the most challenging case of her detective career—a suicide mission to bring in a suspect in a volatile case. Nevada isn’t sure she has the chops. Her quarry is a Prime, the highest rank of magic user, who can set anyone and anything on fire.

Then she’s kidnapped by Connor “Mad” Rogan—a darkly tempting billionaire with equally devastating powers. Torn between wanting to run or surrender to their overwhelming attraction, Nevada must join forces with Rogan to stay alive.

Rogan’s after the same target, so he needs Nevada. But she’s getting under his skin, making him care about someone other than himself for a change. And, as Rogan has learned, love can be as perilous as death, especially in the magic world.

Review:
I almost passed this one up because I find that cover so horrible. But it was on sale at Amazon yesterday and I love the Kate Daniels series, so I gave in and snagged it. I’m glad I did. Turns out the heroine is nowhere near the limpid fashionista that cover makes her look like. In fact, that cover presents the entirely wrong tone/feel for the whole novel. Thank goodness or I wouldn’t have liked it anywhere near as much.

Nevada is awesome. She held her own, kicked some serious ass and still felt like a woman. Rogan is an alpha’s alpha type man and while he was an asshole, I enjoyed his upfront jerkery. Together, however, the two were just freakin’ hilarious. That’s the main thing I appreciated about this book, the humor.

Now, I did think there was an awful lot of, ‘Oh, his manly, masculine maleness is sooo sexy.’ *Rolls eyes* And, while I get that his moniker was Mad Rogan, it felt really strange to hear him introducing himself by that name, as if Mad was his first name. Lastly, the epilogue felt really contrived. But I stayed up until 2am to finish it and if the sequel was out (not until Oct. 2015 apparently) I’d have bought it before going to bed so I could start it today.

Edit: According to I. A.’s blog, the publication of White Hot has been pushed back. 🙁

Ascension

Book Review of Ascension (Shadow and Light Trilogy, #1), by Felicity Heaton

AscensionI downloaded a copy of Felicity Heaton‘s Ascension from the Amazon free list.

Description from Goodreads:
A witch on the verge of achieving phenomenal power, Lealandra must turn to her half-breed demon ex-lover Taig for protection from the dark force that is after her and also from her own magic.

With her Counter-Balance dead and her coven against her, Taig’s blood and power is the only thing that can help her control her magic and survive the ascension and gain the strength to defeat her enemy.

Old feelings come flooding back as Taig allows her into his world and Lealandra finds herself fighting not only for survival but to win his broken heart again and heal the pain in their past. Can he forgive her for walking out on him all those years ago and will he ever believe her when she tells him that he’s not a monster but the man that she loves? 

Review:
Eh, wish I’d left this one on the shelf. While the idea was an interesting one, the actual execution is a mess and frankly Lealandra was the kind of heroine I always want to slap and the gender relations are so outdated and disgusting I almost couldn’t get past them.

Let me start with some examples of Lealandra’s behavior. She returns to her ex when she needs his protection. She then kisses him, but gets pissed off when he basically says, “I’ll only help you if you have sex with me” (which also makes him a big dick, even after Lea’s internal monologue says he’s only saying it to get back at her for leaving) but spends the whole book giving him very obvious mixed signals (because she really loves him and wants to have sex with him, despite refusing). She gets jealous of him speaking to another woman, so she throws herself into obvious danger and gets herself drugged and almost assaulted, requiring rescue. She get’s angry at the bad guy and then charges in to fight him, so unprepared she literally didn’t even put clothes on (yes, naked). Again, needs rescuing while thinking, “I wish I’d listened to Taig.” She allows Taig to constantly talk about possessing her, owning her, releasing custody of her, taking care of her, protecting, etc. She lived with a man for six years who didn’t “allow” her to do something she needed. Her impending ascension means that she isn’t able to control her own body or sexuality. (God, that is such a common theme in romance books and it always pisses me off.) She’s 32 bloody years old, but acts and is treated like a child.

Basically, Lea’s character, which we’re told is strong can, be summed up in this disgusting quote

Usually she was strong, but around him, she felt as though she didn’t need to be. She could be the woman she was inside, without fear of him thinking that she was weak. He would protect her.

Because apparently she can’t simultaneously be the woman inside and strong? Because obviously no true woman would want to be strong when there’s a man available. Blerg.

And this is all highlighted by the fact that she basically doesn’t do anything but cower and lust over Taig for the whole book. Even defeating the villain, who we’re told is weaker than her (but male) requires this:

It was his power that allowed her to do this, that would see her end this fight and become the victor. It was his strength all along that had helped her, through both the ascension and also through what lay ahead. She would always need him and his power, his support and guidance, but most of all his love and devotion.

Blerg. Because god forbid she both have her own strength, power and skill and be a woman!

Then there is the actual writing. It could have been ok, a bit purple but readable, if it wasn’t so damned repetitive. We are told the same things over and over and over again. Then those same things are contradicted over and over and over again. Just so we can be told or shown the opposite again. The internal monologues are endless and always focus on sex or the other person’s body, usually when the character is in pain or running/fighting for their life. Sure, his sexy abs are just what I’m thinking about when trying not to die.

The plot is incredibly weak, mostly because there is sooooo much sex, talking about sex, fantasizing about sex, refusing to have sex or, well, sex (most of which was of the hammer and nail variety. He basically just gracelessly pounds her and apparently that’s erotic and gets her off) that there is almost no room left for plot or character development. There is one side character, who gets mentioned repeatedly throughout the book, but isn’t introduced or explained until 80% in. Similarly, there is no build up to the final fight. Suddenly, with almost no explanation, they have a team fighting with them and are in the middle of it.

Very poor. I have no desire to continue the series, thank you very much, even if the hints for book two started getting dropped at about page 10.