
A well written fanfic based on the premise that Jared and Jensen have been lovers since they met, their wives just 'beards' to further the series.
A well written fanfic based on the premise that Jared and Jensen have been lovers since they met, their wives just 'beards' to further the series.
The Levee is the second book in the Blackwater Saga and while I enjoyed it, I liked the first book more. Of course, in the first book everything is new which it makes it more exciting but The Levee also didn't really have as much of the creepiness that I thought the first book had. I felt like this book was more geared toward setting up the playing field for what's to come.
Elinor plays one big role in this book but for the most part all of her scheming is pretty subtle and sly, then she kind of sits back and lets the chips fall where they may. I think we'll be seeing a lot more of her in book three though which I'm really looking forward to.
We were also introduced to a new and rather annoying character, Queenie & her two brats, excuse me, children, Malcolm & Lucille who show up on the Caskey doorstep broke and running from her abusive husband. She is a relative of James Caskey's wife, Genevieve, so he feels obligated to support them in the Caskey lifestyle but if I were him I would have sent her broke, country ass back to Nashville. She is so irritating and the redneck way she talks grates on my nerves but McDowell excels at character development so I wouldn't expect anything less. He's nailed her to a tee. I have this sneaking suspicion too that James Caskey is actually starting to like her now so I'm really hoping that they do not get together in the next book. I can only imagine what the matriarch of the Caskey clan, Mary Love, has to say about it. She likes her about as much as I do....
The chronicle of the Caskeys continues, as new players arrive on stage from unexpected directions, the levee comes into being, a grim prediction for the future of the town is made, and the supernatural entity that has made Perdido it's home continues to defy classification, as elusive as trying to nail down a drop of mercury, leaving the current of mystery at the heart of this tale deceptively deep beneath it's seemingly placid surface, suddenly sucking the reader under with moments that will leave them gasping.