Halfway through Seduced by Moonlight, I almost decided to drop it, and by extension, its series. But sometimes books work out despite a rough start. Or even, sometimes, despite a rough start and a pointless, flabby middle.
The first 200 pages of this 400-page book take place in Maeve's guest house and in Merry's bedroom. For a bunch of people who are reborn nature deities, these fae spend an awful lot of time cooped up indoors.
A teleconference with the goblin king, and an attack that occurs during it, lends some excitement to the initial chapters. After that, the next plot piece involves a chalice that materializes out of nowhere in Merry's bed. You may (or you may not, especially if you've read any of these books) be shocked to find out that this chalice is an incredibly powerful magical goddess' artifact that acts as a sort of amplifier for Merry's already ludicrous abilities to renew her suitors' magical powers and godhead through sex.
This chalice is a Deus Sex Machina, if you will. (drumroll)
And if an amazingly powerful goddess' artifact shows up in your bedroom, of course you've got to discuss its ramifications at great and tedious length over dozens of pages. This is where I nearly dropped the novel.
I kept at it, though, and the last hundred pages or so were fairly cool, full of fae intrigue and brutal combat that leaves the floors and Merry quite literally coated with blood. Along the way to meeting Andais, Merry gains not one, not two, but eleven more suitors. Wow. Who's going to cook and do laundry for these guys?
I enjoy this series quite a bit when it embraces its absurdity, dials everything up to eleven. Even though I'm usually a squeamish sort, the bloody parts were so over-the-top they didn't gross me out at all. Merry now has two magical doodads that enhance her magical sex powers (the chalice, and a ring that Andais demands Merry wear to her realm), and I wonder if she'll eventually need a tour bus and supply train to transport all her lovers and accumulation of magical artifacts.
That said, the sex scenes themselves feel kind of reticent or passionless, lacking in romance. Merry herself expresses some unhappiness that her men won't do anything beyond copulative sex, since their bid for kingship depends entirely on making a baby with her. There's some potential for pathos there that's brought up and then dismissed. Anyhow, if that isn't explored, there's the hope that the sex scenes will eventually reach the same overblown level that the violence and video game-style magical power-ups do.
It's pretty obvious that Merry is being set up as the savior of her people, a source of renewed fertility and hope. As awkwardly as it's brought across, at times, I like the idea. Unfortunately, I can't expect more from Hamilton than what she's providing here: occasional awesome battles or decently-rendered emotion in the middle of a sea of repetitive, claustrophobic guff. First 300 pages: 1 1/2 stars, and that's being generous. Last 100 pages: 3 stars, for a grand total of 2.
Will I continue with this series? Yeah, I will, curse my eyes.