by Chloe Neill
Chicagoland Vampires #5
Published November 1st 2011 by Penguin Group USA, Inc
Source: Purchase from B&N
Then magic rears its ugly head when Lake Michigan turns black. The mayor insists it's nothing to worry about, but Merit knows a panic is coming. She'll have to turn to friends old and new to find out who's behind this, and stop them before it's too late for both the vampires and humans.
My review of Drink Deep will be very short. Why? It’s a hard review to write without a MAJOR spoiler. So here we go. If you read the last book, Hard Bitten then you know the love/hate of the plot and the cliffhanger. I won’t say more for spoiler reasons. And with all that went on in HB I was nervous about reading Drink Deep so I put it off for a few months thinking that I would read it right before the next book, Biting Cold comes out in August. But I was in a reading funk and decided that Neill would be the perfect author to get me out of that funk. And I was right.
Because Hard Bitten was such an awesome book (yes I was one of the few that didn’t hate Neill after I read it.) I think Drink Deep was a bit on the slow side in comparison. I feel like DD is a bridge book between HB and Biting Cold. I think we had to get through the things in DD to setup the tone of the rest of the series. I believe that Merit’s life has changed and will never be the same again. The change will probably not be liked by some but I enjoyed the plot even though I thought some of it was a little on the predictable side.
Would have to say the best part of the book was about the last quarter of it. I found myself skimming a few parts and I wanted to punch so many of the characters at different moments. I really disliked the character that the GP sent to audit the Cadogen House, Frank. I just wanted someone to stake him.
To me Drink Deep is the sign of change and I can’t wait to see what the future of the series will hold. I can see it really turning into a kickass story line from here out.
“And that’s why we’re sending Boobs McGee.”
I slowly swiveled my head to glare at Catcher. “Seriously. You’re, what, twelve now?”