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327 pages, Hardcover
First published September 16, 2008
“Who the fuck are you, Ms. Lane?”There are certain things in my life that remains comfortingly constant despite the chaos that sometimes peppers my life. For instance, the sky is blue. 70% dark chocolate is delicious. I look really good in dark green.
Rage filled me. Rage at what had been done to her. Rage at him for bringing it up. The thought that no one could see or judge me was liberating. I swelled with grief and anger.
“Now tell me who you are.”
“Vengeance,” I said in a cold voice.
I turned around slowly, and looked up at him. He stiffened and sucked in a shallow breath. After a moment, he touched my cheek.I started the Fever series with a horrible impression of Jericho that never really left. To me, he was an overbearing, patronizing, violent asshole. I have to admit that the first time around, I largely skimmed book 2 and 3, and my first, overwhelmingly terrible impression of Jericho never really changed.
“Such naked pain,” he whispered.
I turned my face into his palm and closed my eyes. His fingers threaded into my hair, cupped my head, and brushed the brand. It heated at his touch.
“Never show it to me again.” His face was cold, hard, his voice colder.
He began bringing me gifts. One day he brought me chocolate that wouldn’t make me gain weight, no matter how much I ate.COME ON NOW. CHOCOLATE THAT WOULDN'T MAKE YOU GAIN WEIGHT? Gimme that shit.
I began to cry.
Barrons looked horrified. “Stop that immediately, Ms. Lane.”
“I can’t.” I sniffled into my cup of cocoa so he couldn’t see my face.
“Why do people do that? Say things out loud they don’t even remotely believe?”
“I will grant you this. I like it when you say ‘please.’ You will say it again.”
“No. Once was enough.”
“What will you do for me in exchange?”
“I’m doing it. Helping you [V'lane] find the Book.”
“Not enough. You wish to command a Fae Prince as a lapdog? It costs, MacKayla. You will let me fuck you.”
As I moved deeper into the room, his gaze dropped to my feet, and worked its way back to my face. I was wearing faded jeans, boots, and a snug pink Juicy T-shirt I got on sale at TJ Maxx last summer that said I’m a Juicy girl .
“I bet you are,” he murmured.
You were something to see, he didn’t say.
You were something to feel, I didn’t reply.
"Monsters and mayhem and massages, oh my."And here we come to the shocker/cliffhanger ending. I have to admit that part of it I saw coming. What with that conversation about I could feel something really fishy was coming. Apparently some readers found the church scene particularly shocking while others gave up on the series because of it. I can't say it shocked me. It was horrible but I think KMM did a pretty fantastic job of it all. And you know what, I'm not that worried about Mac. Well she'll obviously be broken (I think) but the fact that she before it happened will obviously change the rules of the game. We'll see.
THIS ENDING... HOLY FREAKING HELL!
I was lying on the ground, beneath Barron’s wild, electric body, ripping his shirt open, and splaying my hands over the hard, muscled abdomen tattooed black and crimson in intricate, alien designs. Smelling him all around me. Feeling like he was inside me, or I was inside him. Wondering how much more inside him I’d get if I let him inside me.
“Barrons was powerful, broodingly good-looking, insanely wealthy, frighteningly intelligent, and had exquisite taste, not to mention a hard body that emitted some kind of constant low-level charge. Bottom line: He was the stuff of heroes.
And psychotic killers.”
“Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.”
➡️ “The most confused we ever get is when we’re trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.” (Mac)