A review by vermidian
Darkfever by Karen Marie Moning

1.0

Mm-mm. Nope. Not doing any more. I made it a third of the way through the book and I stopped at the final page of chapter 9. I don't know if it was the grotesque fae stroking it's massive schlong while ogling her in an alley or the fact that the author chose that moment to display all of her internal misogyny in a paragraph about how the main character really was just a dainty, feminine creature after all, but there is nothing in me that makes me want to read more of this vapid and yet overdescriptive writing style. There are better books. If you're reading this, this is my recommendation that you move on.