Niall Petersen is not having a good day - there's trouble on the tube, he's about to miss his morning meeting and he's just argued with his ex-wife. A heart attack is just typical with his bad luck. Until he wakes up being attended to by a brisk older woman, and is feeling better by the moment. Any gratitude he might have felt is pretty short lived as Blackbird tells stories or a strange faerie world, full of peril, and insists he's in danger. The worst thing is it's true.
Life as Niall knew it is over, and now it's up to him - with a lot of help from Blackbird, and glimpses of his future - to make sure he survives long enough to make a new one.
Packed with the gritty darkness of real folklore, there's nothing cute about Shevdon's magical descent from the streets of London to the world of the Feyre. Niall is a suitably bewildered, cynical and frightened in turn as the shadows around him come to life. His concern for his daughter drives him on, while his natural curiosity and instincts keep his troubles fresh and possible.
His own growth and progression is matched in Blackbird, as her own knowledge and prejudices are tested to the limit. Glimpses of other Feyre and the casual use of magic slip in until they become the norm, blending in with the quick pace, like the best of Urban Fantasy.
Taking full advantage of the more obscure points of English law and ceremony, Shevdon's story is an excellent beginning to what I hope will be a brilliant series. If you like your Urban Fantasy close to the world we live in, and your faeries dangerous, you'll like this.