From Goodreads: All teenagers have problems, but few of them can match those of Aislinn, who has the power to see faeries. Quite understandably, she wishes that she could share her friends’ obliviousness and tries hard to avoid these invisible intruders. But one faery in particular refuses to leave her alone. Keenan the Summer King is convinced beyond all reasoning that Aislinn is the queen he has been seeking for nine centuries. What’s a 21st-century girl to do when she’s stalked by a suitor nobody else can see? A debut fantasy romance for the ages; superlative summer read.
Why it’s my type: The best reason is that this read was unexpected. The synopsis above hardly does the tone of the book justice. It’s edgy. Cold. There are piercings, tattoo parlors, clubs, and a steely urban environment. The faeries in this story are not cute or fluttery beings; they’re dark, often scary, and even evil.
Another unexpected aspect is the character Seth, Aislinn’s faithful friend (and possibly more . . .). A severely narrowed down description of him might be: nerdy punk. He’s many times pierced, but drinks tea while rifling through library volumes–with his reading glasses on. I love when a character is so unexpected like that! He was no stereotype.
Some surface reasons of appreciation are: I love the name Aislinn, and I also really enjoy the cover artwork.
The book is fast-paced, and just really interesting. The environment, the lush, seasonal descriptions (you’ll understand if you read), the multi-dimensional characters (not all, but the important ones were.) Some may read that and think interesting sounds questionable, but I love interesting. I never felt I could ever truly predict what would happen next.
I still have questions, but since this is a series, I’m hoping answers will present themselves eventually. Really looking forward to finding out.
Standout script: Marr did one thing particularly well in this book, and that is: tension. I’m almost embarrassed to say this, but at times it was so spicy!
“She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn’t quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn’t sexy. He’s not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. ‘Wow’ she whispered. . . ‘Wow, huh?’ His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. ‘I can work with wow.'”
Recommendation: This was a kind of pure-pleasure read for me. Nothing extraordinarily deep happening, but totally absorbing nonetheless. As winter is just melting over to spring, it seems a particularly appropriate time to pick this one up.
Published: June 2007 by HarperTeen.