First half of the book: 2 stars 
 Second half of the book: 4 stars 
 It began as most things begin. Not on a dark and stormy night. Not foreshadowed by ominous here-comes-the-villain music, dire warnings at the bottom of a teacup, or dread portents in the sky. It began small and innocuously, as most catastrophes do. 
 This one began slow and with an unbearably shallow protagonist. 
 Yet the amazing narrative, the unique world building and the search for a mysterious murderer kept me reading. 
 At around 50% the book got really interesting and Mac became somewhat more bearable (as in she stopped talking about nail polish every once in two pages). 
 I am at this point still neutral towards Barrons. If there is one thing that annoys me in people it's their inability or reluctance to answer a single question straight, and Barrons excels at exactly that. 
 I get it, he is supposed to be a mysterious enigmatic who-knows-what-he-really-is alpha male, but... No, thank you. 
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 I understood then. Each Fae I'd encountered so far had a "thing," its own personal calling card. The Gray Man stole beauty. The Shades sucked life. The Many-Mouthed-Thing most likely devoured flesh. This one was death-by-sex. 
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 If you read a lot you know that it is not easy to discover something that you don't feel like having read it all before in some way or the other, but Darkfever's world buildig was pretty damn unique and brilliant, and you only ever get to know exactly as much of the world as you need to know. That's the thing I loved the most about this book, and the reason I'll continue straight with the second book in the series. Now, if you indulge me, I have a few secrets to uncover.