The Fever King – Victoria Lee

— DISCLAIMER: I received a complimentary copy of this book through NetGalley. Opinions expressed in this review are completely my own. Many thanks for this opportunity! —

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But without further ado, here’s today’s review of The Fever King by Victoria Lee (click to goodreads and bookdepository)



SUMMARY: This is the first book in a very unusual duology, dealing with very current issues through a futuristic magic plague and it’s repercussions on the American South. Seventeen-year-old Noam is pulled into the complicated mechanics of government and resistance after he survives this plague and develops magic. He has to navigate his own issues of grief and loss with the greater good and find out which side he can trust.

OPINIONS: Now, first of all, this book charmed me by its love song to good whiskey. If I had to choose one kind of alcohol to survive the apocalypse, it would be good Scottish whiskey, with large amounts of peat, and various degrees of smoke. While I don’t necessarily condone the teenage characters using it to forget their problems, they do have one thing right, whiskey, like tea, has a tendency to make everything better. And Victoria Lee would probably agree with me when I say that Noam and Dara deserve every scrap of goodness they can cling to in the midst of this story.

I think the reason why this story hit me so hard, is because, at it’s heart, it is about humans, their relations, and how they manipulate each other. Without giving away too much of the plot, an unexpected twist at the end leaves Noam reeling to decide what is real, on top of the political machinations already dominating the story. And to me, this is much scarier than a magical plague that kills most it infects. Not knowing what to believe, not knowing what is happening, not being able to trust either side of the movements. Chaos. It’s scary because it’s real. It’s scary because it could happen to us. The magical plague is scary and interesting, and congrats to Victoria for inventing a fascinating system of magic, but it is not the main take-home message of the story. It is the metaphor used to show how our society could deal with segregation and difference, and how our society might develop in the near future…

Victoria writes this story beautifully and poignantly, with well-crafted, complex characters who are not afraid to show their flaws. Noam and Dara dare to fall in love in the midst of chaos, despite – or perhaps because of – their individual issues. However, there are very few female characters of importance in this story, and none of the central actors identify as female, which I was a bit disappointed about. Especially in a book as diverse as this, the lack of women really stood out to me.

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