In Los Angeles, demi-fey are being killed in a certain way, the crime scenes bloody close to illustrations in storybooks. ‘Twould make a macabre but compelling plot, but instead here it’s only a sub-plot. For a private detective, Merry Gentry doesn’t seem to do much work. In this tome, she visits crime scenes, a lab, and basically does a lot of talking. There’s no personal danger for her, considering she’s guarded by at least two men at all times. So if you’re looking for a thriller or mystery, you’ve come to the wrong book.
If relationship melodrama is your thing, you’ll gobble up Divine Misdemeanors. If you thought becoming pregnant would kill Merry’s sex life, you’re strongly mistaken. She has five different partners in this series’s eighth novel, and her snatch continues to be magical: Shagging in the sea creates a new sithen, and shagging a demi-fey makes the male grow to human size – and not just in the pants department. Not kinky enough for you? Apparently tentacles go for boobs, because the appendages have spines, and would likely damage a snatch, perhaps even Merry’s magical one.
The storybook serial kills are fascinating, but they barely get a look in here. Don’t bother buying the hardcover – wait for the paperback, or just borrow the hardcover from the library. But really, if you never get to read Divine Misdemeanors, you’re not missing anything of note.