One star for the cover. I do love the cover.
By the end of this nightmare I just wanted it to be over. Gena Showalter's books used to be smutty guilty pleasures, full of fun, humor, and steamy sex. Now all 3 have magically disappeared. *Poof* What happened? I'll get to that in a minute.
I had hope going into this. After all, I adore those testosterone-fueled (well, except for Cameo) Lords of the Underworld in all their supernaturally buff glory, endless ropes of muscle included. (Yep, the ropes make an appearance per usual. Abs can be described no better way apparently.) The Lords are a blast, they're unspeakably sexy, and as a group they have an endearing brotherly charm. So why was Darkest Craving so lame?
Problem #1: What happened to the sex??? Even when the book in question drags, there's usually this redeeming factor. Showalter can write a hot, dirty, edge-of-your-seat sex scene. I know she can. I remember! In detail.
Here we get vague descriptions bordering on YA. Very little foreplay or else it's minimally explained, no hand jobs, no blow jobs, no cunnilingus, no shower sex - What!! But Gena loves shower sex. Doesn't she?? There are countless shower scenes in this very long series. But in Darking Craving we get several noticeably solitary shower scenes. I could care less if a fictional character showers, unless they're getting thoroughly molested behind that curtain. Then I'm interested.
Overall, there was no heat, no fire, no flirting. There was, however, a lot of teasing. Kane and Josefina would start to get there and then - cold water. In your face. Over and over again. They didn't have any kind of significant sex until, big surprise, they were married.
I'm gagging right now. I'm gagging on the matrimonial, sin-free, happy, shiny sex. Someone please shoot me.
Problem #2: The plot was dull. It might have been tolerable at 250 pages. As it was, the contrived push and pull of the main relationship (they want each other, they pretend they don't want each other, they fight, they make up the next milisecond) was beyond tiresome. I won't deny that this is the romance formula, so either I'm over it or it was more unbelievable that usual in this book.
The fae storyline had promise. It could have been dark and disturbing or seductive and mysterious. There's plenty of sinister stuff to mine from fairy mythology. Instead, this fae society consisted of a snotty, tame court of charicatures. Now there are charicatures in abundance in Gena's books, but at least they're normally entertaining. These fae were just zzzzz....
The subplots were okay. Lazarus, my paramour, came back! I would love him with Cameo. They're both strong characters. The Torin subplot was weak. That Mari chick was a wet rag. The bits with William were so-so. I do like his fatherly yet tough-love relationship with his kids, the illustrious Horsemen. Such misbehavers. I like them.
Problem #3: Subtle, suspicious changes in story and character. What was the point of all that set up with the Fates, only to have it summarily debunked? Oh yeah, so Showalter could make the point that we all control our fates.
And those Horsemen of the Apocalypse? Well, they're not THE Horsemen. Nope. Did you know there can be multiple apocalypses, so naturally there are multiple horsemen? Because "multiple apocalypses" isn't an oxymoron. Not at all.
Also where was Torin's adorable personality? He was solemn, serious, and soooo dull. William retained a bit of his charm but even he wasn't the same.
So what went wrong? All signs point to an important change in Showalter's life. She found God, and good for her. Really. But did she have to simultaneously morph into a boring as fuck romance author? Go write Christian romance if you can't do sex before marriage in your books or detailed sex scenes or even play around with Christian mythology. You're ruining a previously awesome series. You're demolishing it with your saintliness.
Now my expectations are exceedingly low. There's the chance I won't be let down by Torin's book. I am going to read it. He's my favorite and I want to see him get his poor, deprived hands on some human flesh for once....
Oh God, I'm so going to be disappointed. One more reason religion is a bummer.