Sadly this was not what the book was. First we have to endure uber-dumb, useless bimbo best friend Sukey with her conveyer belt of bad choice boyfriends. This girl is such a pathetic weepy whiner that I wanted to give her a damn good slap every time she appeared on a page. I really cannot stand this type of character and she does nothing to enhance the story. I swear I lost half of my front teeth because I kept grinding them together when Sukey was around-and sadly, she was ever present.
Then Mercy herself seems to just spend the first section of the book telling us what a loner she is while also telling the reader that she has flaming pants syndrome for her handsome new friend. The plot mostly seemed to care about whether or not Mercy could maybe have a relationship with this guy, while I was sitting thinking 'is anything supernatural or interesting EVER going to happen? Or are we just going to play dating games for the rest of the book? Where is the PLOT???'
This was just a poor paranormal romance dressed up as urban fantasy to make fans of the latter waste their money on it. (For that I blame the publisher more than the author.) I didn't relate to or care about any of the characters and certainly won't be reading the rest of the series.