In a world where a werecat virus has changed society, Roan McKichan, a born infected and ex-cop, works as a private detective trying to solve crimes involving other infecteds.
Roan is working a frustrating stalker case, with no shortage of suspects and little solid evidence, when he comes across a startling eyewitness living in his car across the street from the scene. A tiger-strain infected, the only one Roan’s ever met, Paris Lehane is a former Canadian golden boy who suffered a breakdown after becoming infected in college.
While Roan's ex, Diego “Dee” Cole, warns against falling for the infected Paris, a man doomed to die, Roan struggles with his attraction and the knowledge that no happily ever after is possible for them.
But is the knowledge enough to discourage him from following his heart? Roan helps Paris out of homelessness, and maybe a special hospital can help Paris with the infection, but Roan’s got his hands full with this case, and there’s no end in sight.
When I finished this story I was satisfied and happy and yet disappointed as well.
Is that possible? Well, yeah, I'm writing it so of course it is.
I'm so happy that Andrea Speed made her readers wishes come true by writing the story of how Roan and Paris got together. Any time I spend with Roan is well-spent, especially when he's pissed and sarcastic. In Infected: Paris Roan gets to tell off at least 2 scumbags (one a lowlife jerk and the other a rich, privileged jackass) and it is so satisfying watching him take those two down.
It's while searching for said scumbags (I really like that word--makes me feel like Charles Bronson) that Roan meets self-described "homeless sad sack" Paris. Roan spends the majority of the book questioning why he's so drawn to Paris. Um, lemme think....'Cause he fantastically good looking? 'Cause you share a sense of humor? 'Cause you're both infected with the same virus that makes you shift into different types of cats once a month? 'Cause the virus could kill either of you at any time? 'Cause you like the way his tongue feels in your mouth? Pick one and go with it, dude, they're all good reasons.
This is where my disappointment comes in. I loved spending more time with Paris but I wanted more. I was really hoping this story would be told from his point of view---it's not, it's from Roan's with one chapter from Roan's ex-boyfriend Dee's POV. I wanted to learn something new about Paris and Roan, something we haven't heard before in other books in this series. Nothing too dramatic or shocking, just something more intense, I guess.
Still, it's a well-written story in one of my favorite urban fantasy series with 2 of my favorite characters. Just the fact that it exists and is sitting on my Kindle makes me a happy reader.
One more thing--I feel uncomfortable telling people "yes, you should read this" or "no, that one will make you question your will to live." You never really know if someone's going to adore a book you thought was fine or hate a book you thought there's no way anyone with a brain couldn't love. (Instead, I prefer to say I loved this book, but this other one made me feel like taking a bath with my toaster oven, but you may disagree and that's TOTALLY COOL.) However, I feel the need to warn my diehard happily-ever-after loving brethren away from this series. Well, okay, not away--this series is fantastic and well-worth any pain and anxiety it puts you through.
But I'll say this--some authors love to drop hints about horrible things happening and then they almost happen only for everything to turn out sunshine and roses at the end. The twinkie guy gets kidnapped by a serial killer only to be rescued by his super detective boyfriend at the last minute and then a female relative dies and they adopt her children and move to the suburbs. That's great, but that isn't Andrea Speed. At least not in this series. She spends a significant amount of time, in Infected: Paris and Infected: Prey, warning her readers that something's going to happen to one of the main characters...and then it does. And then you find yourself ugly crying in the shower, wondering why certain authors live to torture you.
Consider yourself warned.
* I received a free copy of this book from the publisher. A positive review was not promised in return. *
Thanks for reading my review!