Faefever by Karen Marie Moning

"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!"
The only words that come into my head. And no I'm not shrieking them like a sorority girl sucking on helium balloons. I am moaning them in horrible fascination...Like the feeling you get when you hit a chipmunk with your car...now imagine that you just hit a unicorn. Got it? That's what this book did to me.

I sincerely can't express how shocked I am at finishing this book. It's so amazingly horrible. I want to tell you all about the book, but I can't because it would ruin the end. And this is an experience that NOONE deserves taken away from them. My telling you what happens wouldn't ruin the book...it would decimate, destroy, decapitate, demolish (and every other bad connotative word that begins with 'de') in the dictionary.

I started reading this book and was riveted - an unusual occurrence when you consider that I read and ENTIRE book every single night before I go to sleep - with what Ms. Marie Moning decided to put Mac (the main character-go read my previous post for a lil background) through. She is literally trying to save the world but she only just found out that it needed saving. She's trying to do the impossible without all the information and lacking any sort of tools to do the job. It's like driving a car at night without knowing what the headlights are and that your brakes have been disabled. AND SHE FAILS! SHE FAILS! SHE FAILS! OH MY GOD! Unbelievably - going against all the written and unwritten rules of Romance Novels or Science Fiction.

Rule number 1: Never at any time shall the main character whether they be male or female fail in the quest that the universe has bestowed upon them.

SHE FAILS! Doesn't Karen Marie Moning know the rules? I loath and love her at the same time for this maneuver. Kind of like when she killed Duncan ( the main character) in a previous book. Which broke,

Rule number 2: Thou shalt not kill the main hero or heroine in the book
Only much much much worse.

It was so bad that while sitting at Barnes and Noble drinking my yummy hot cinnamon sunset tea, I threw my hands up and moaned "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!" in a desperate, wailing voice. There in a bookstore fully cognizant that I was being stared at, I began to cry and I didn't want to stop.

This book is like the ending of Saving Private Ryan. When you want Tom Hanks to live so bloody much that you torture yourself and watch the movie again on the slim yet nonexistent chance that THIS TIME the ending will be different. This time it won't end so badly. This time when Tom Hanks starts to shoot his pitiful little handgun at the advancing tank it will blow up because he hit it in just the right place. Then he will get carried home a hero and Private Ryan's mom will bake him a turkey pot pie for saving her youngest son. But every time you watch that awesomely miserable movie Matt Damon lives and everyone else dies.

I have never wanted a book to come out like soon like I am frantic for the sequel to Faefever. This book has done what no other book has EVER been able to do. It has surprised me - no shocked me - shaken me up and down and in one second made my whole body stop moving with unbelief. It has made me take all of my preconceived notions of what a book should be and how a plot should flow and made me throw them away in shame at my own arrogance.

V'lane, Barrons, Christian MacKelter, Rowena, and (most importantly) MAC are officially my new obsession. J. R. Ward will have to skootch over and share the podium entitled Abby's Favorite Authors (ever).

If you read No Other Romance novels for the rest of this year. Pick up the Fever Series by Karen Marie Moning. Read the first book and deal with Mac's whining as she matures. She grows up, I promise. Love the second book (Bloodfever) and become obsessed with the third (Faefever).