Succubus Heat (Georgina Kincaid #4) by Richelle Mead
That’s right—the elusive 5/5.
I have completely fallen in love with this series. I love all of the characters, I love the plots. I love the drama.
And it’s strange, because several of the things I love in this series are in the same vein as things that tend to bother me—too much repeated boy drama, for example. Generally, I can only stand so much of it before I get annoyed. Apparently these books are the exception that proves the rule, if you’ll excuse the cliche (I’m trying to be more cognizant of those in my writing). I was completely taken by the back-and-forth with Seth and Georgina in this book. A good deal of that, very likely, is due to the fact that I’m probably just as in love with Seth as Georgina is. And he is developing as a character quite nicely, in ways that I didn’t necessarily see coming. Basically, he’s growing a pair, and I like it.
It’s not just Seth though. All of the characters in this book are so alive. I feel pretty much everything Georgina feels, and I am engaged with all of the other characters, supporting or otherwise (With the exception of the occasional employee at the bookstore whom we learn little more about than their name). I want to learn more about all of these characters, to get into their lives when we’re not limited to just Georgina’s POV. I would love to spend a day in Dante’s head. Or Cody’s. Or hell, for that matter, even Hugh’s. Actually, maybe especially Hugh—he ends up being one of the most insightful characters even though he tends to have somewhat limited appearances.
I’d like to get a handle at writing characters as strong as these, but unfortunately there aren’t really any obvious how-to’s on that subject—experience counts. And so does having a friend who’s great at picking apart character voices.
Mead has a skill with her plot-crafting as well. Her plots are simple, but well thought-out. Normally I like complicated, twisty plots because they keep me more engaged—I have to pay attention more to follow the winding and it makes for a nice mental exercise. But Mead’s plots with this series, at least a single-book level, manage to be both straightforward and not obvious. Yes, you can predict them if you pay close attention to details throughout, but I often don’t get the “right” ones, and I’m left unraveling the big picture right along with Georgina, emotional roller coaster included.
And, better yet, the super-macro-plot continues to develop. In the form of a cat. I like cats.