Iced

Iced by Karen Marie Moning

(Book #6 of the Fever series)

Rating: 🍁

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I really enjoyed the first five books of Moning's Fever series, so I was looking forward to reading Iced. I knew the cover was awesome, the world was rich with potential for more stories, and the author was good at her profession. Then I found it sitting on the shelf at the library. Hooray! I snapped it up before anyone else saw it, and sat down to read it as soon as I got home. Well, as soon as I got home, and got my kid fed, bathed and in bed. [Aside: Have I mentioned how much I love the Toronto Public Library? They're feckin' awesome, as Dani would say.]

I got about 2/3 of the way through it, and then had to put it down. Not because I was disappointed in any of the awesomeness that I'd anticipated - the world was still fascinating, the writing good, the cover skankless. But I wanted to reach into the book, grab Dani and shake her until she either put herself out of everyone's misery or grew up and got over herself. What a self-absorbed, narcissistic little brat! She ruined the book with her obstinancy and narrow-mindedness, to the point where I just couldn't root for her because of her sheer stupidity.

Also, the whole pile of way older men being set up as potential love interests? Eww. Dani is 14. 14! I get that the guys are supposedly staking their respective claims so they can have her later, when she matures, but still. Eww.