Peeps is a pretty original take on vampires, I have to admit. Scott Westerfeld explains all of the vampire myths and stereotypes using biology and introduces this semi-complicated idea of parasitic vampires. Vampires that have been infected with a parasite through sex that makes them almost-immortal horny cannibals. 
 That is not a joke. 
 The whole science behind vampires and how they came to be was interesting at first, but after a few chapters I just wanted to move on. I didn't care about cats, rats, and the ~evil being~ underground. I wanted action, events, self-discovery, or at least a love story ffs. I found myself having to push through this book. The scenes that had some kind of action and/or suspense were too drawn out and the love story was absolutely ridiculous. I hated Lace, but most of all I hated Lace and Cal together. It just didn't work for me. Cal was supposedly a biology student, a pretty big nerd, and Lace is a reporter wanna-be who can't mind her own business. Towards the end of the book Cal realizes he knows nothing about her, but yet he's falling for her? Why? Doesn't make sense. 
 The best part about this book were the chapters talking about real world parasites and their history. But all of that was quickly forgotten when I got to the ending, something I don't think anyone saw coming. (view spoiler)[Worms. WORMS ARE THE BAD GUY!? (hide spoiler)] After the huge build up, the different characters being shuffled around in a huge game of WHO DUN IT, the long search for Morgan, the cats with bloodshot eyes, the rats (GOD THE RATS), and it all came down to (view spoiler)[worms (hide spoiler)]. I can't get over it. It completely ruined the book for me. If I would've known what the ending was going to be like, I wouldn't have bothered pushing through the mediocre plot and the lackluster romance. Not even the cool biology could save this book for me.