Three Stars. A fast paced fantasy romance with elves ruling over most of Britain and a human girl who is used to fending for herself, plucked from her hovel and thrown into their majestic world. 
 This one of those books where actually the side characters are far more interesting than the main love interest. Feyre is a cool cat. She is capable, but still flawed. But Tamlin? Yawn yawn yawn. The man is beautiful sure and seems like a nice enough guy, but nothing in the plot really makes me understand why Feyre likes him so damn much. The chemistry really doesn't shine through. In fact, she has more chemistry with Lucien, Tamlin's emissary, than she does with Tamlin himself! 
 And by the last quarter of the book we are introduced to Rhysand and he has a hell of a lot more chemistry with Feyre than anyone else. Now I've heard rumors that the second book of this series will be a Persephone myth retelling which would be awesome because hopefully that means a lot more Rhysand. But we all know how love triangles work. The first love is the true love. But in this case its really too bad.