Darkfever

Well, hello there! Welcome to the inaugural meeting of my book club. I handle at lot of books during my work day, and believe me, there are some fantastic titles out there that are bound to be overlooked. But first, I must take a minute to address some rumblings from the back. Yes folks? What’s that? Why should you listen to me when Oprah’s ready and willing to vomit her book picks into your helpless little chickadee mouths? Well, I’m prettier, goddamnit! Also, I promise not to vomit into your mouths. Figuratively or literally.

Anyway, I’m pleased as punch to introduce to you a wonderful little gem of a book. It’s not often I find a book that inspires me as much as this one. This book was so powerful, I didn’t even need to read it to be blown away! As soon as I read the back, I knew I needed to share my powerful emotions with all of you. All two of you, to be perfectly honest, but anyways, here’s Darkfever, by noted romance author Karen Marie Moning!

Wait… Karen Marie Moning? That’s the name of a romance author? Oh, that’s just too perfect.

Author: Hi, I’m Karen Marie Moning.
Joel: Yes, but who are you where you’re not?

*ba-dum-tish*

Somebody tell me where The Rock is, because it’s time for a rundown.

MacKayla Lane’s life is good. She has great friends, a decent job, and a car that breaks down only every other week or so. In other words, she’s your perfectly ordinary twenty-first-century woman. Or so she thinks…until something extraordinary happens.

A car that breaks down every other week? That’s not normal, that’s shitty!

When her sister is murdered, leaving a single clue to her death–a cryptic message on Mac’s cell phone–Mac journeys to Ireland in search of answers. The quest to find her sister’s killer draws her into a shadowy realm where nothing is as it seems, where good and evil wear the same treacherously seductive mask.


She is soon faced with an even greater challenge: staying alive long enough to learn how to handle 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, a man with no past and only mockery for a future.

I wish I was sexy and brooding. Then I could stalk people and not get thrown in jail.

As she begins to close in on the truth, the ruthless Vlane–an alpha Fae who makes sex an addiction for human women–closes in on her.

Well, th… WHAT? Vlane? Makes women addicted to sex? Say what, say what? How the heck does that work? Does he have to have sex with them first or does he just point at them and then BOOM! Instant nymphomaniac? To hell with flight or invisibility! This is the new power I want to have! Not for my own gratification, of course. Yeah, I’m sure you all believe me there, but think of all the fun you could have! I mean, you’re stuck in traffic, waiting in line somewhere, having a slow day at the office… all you’ve got to do is just do whatever it takes to unleash the flibbity-flabbity-floo and you’ve got instant entertainment.

Of course, you know that with great power comes responsibility… God, I’m picturing a tragic origin story much like Spider-Man’s here and I don’t know if it’s fit for sharing.

And as the boundary between worlds begins to crumble, Mac’s true mission becomes clear: 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 of the very fabric of both worlds in their hands. . .


Oh, and there’s a trailer for this book up on Youtube.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hnjt60RRUXs

Yeah, nobody’s going to watch that beside me, but anyway… yeah, SURE, her name is pronounced “mawning"! That’s a long vowel, fools! LONG VOWEL!