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Book 4, 2017
Jan. 6th, 2017 10:26 amWhen I was laid off, I brought my work book home with me. I just finished reading it last night. Ahem. It was The Dangerous Book for Demon Slayers, the second installment in Angie Fox's "Accidental Demon Slayer" series.
Having recently learned she's a demon slayer, Lizzie has been winging it. As a result, she decides to begin writing her own learner's manual for demon slaying. Now, however, she learns she needs to have a license to perform her duties. Lizzie doesn't have time for such nonsense; she's on a mission to travel to Las Vegas to save her fairy godfather from the clutches of a Succubus.
Lizzie makes the trek to Vegas along with her griffin-shifter boyfriend Dmitri, her dog Pirate, her grandmother Gertie, and Gertie's friends--a biker gang of witches called the Red Skulls. There, Lizzie encounters a demon hunter (he can kill demons, but he lacks the natural ability of a slayer), and she discovers there is an infestation of Succubi in Las Vegas, and that they are plotting to unleash hell on earth, using Lizzie's fairy godfather to do so.
The story was fun and lighthearted, for the most part, with enough real danger and drama thrown in to keep it from being a fluff fest. It was enjoyable and humorous; it simply wasn't engrossing enough (until the end) to keep my attention away from other, more shiny books.
Favorite lines:
♦ "You're tighter than a bull's ass at fly time."
♦ "Sic 'em, Gene! Ace, Paul, and Peter!" // Leave it to Grandma to name her spells after the original members of Kiss.
♦ I stared at the cinder block in front of us. "Are we going through?" // Grandma rolled her eyes. "Sure, Hermione, whatever you say."
♦ "I've got a mess of antidemonic spells, but without any wards in place, they're basically like tossing Pop-Tarts at a pissed-off lion."
Grandma Gertie had all the best lines!
Not an exceptional book, but fun nonetheless. Four (switch) stars:
****
Having recently learned she's a demon slayer, Lizzie has been winging it. As a result, she decides to begin writing her own learner's manual for demon slaying. Now, however, she learns she needs to have a license to perform her duties. Lizzie doesn't have time for such nonsense; she's on a mission to travel to Las Vegas to save her fairy godfather from the clutches of a Succubus.
Lizzie makes the trek to Vegas along with her griffin-shifter boyfriend Dmitri, her dog Pirate, her grandmother Gertie, and Gertie's friends--a biker gang of witches called the Red Skulls. There, Lizzie encounters a demon hunter (he can kill demons, but he lacks the natural ability of a slayer), and she discovers there is an infestation of Succubi in Las Vegas, and that they are plotting to unleash hell on earth, using Lizzie's fairy godfather to do so.
The story was fun and lighthearted, for the most part, with enough real danger and drama thrown in to keep it from being a fluff fest. It was enjoyable and humorous; it simply wasn't engrossing enough (until the end) to keep my attention away from other, more shiny books.
Favorite lines:
♦ "You're tighter than a bull's ass at fly time."
♦ "Sic 'em, Gene! Ace, Paul, and Peter!" // Leave it to Grandma to name her spells after the original members of Kiss.
♦ I stared at the cinder block in front of us. "Are we going through?" // Grandma rolled her eyes. "Sure, Hermione, whatever you say."
♦ "I've got a mess of antidemonic spells, but without any wards in place, they're basically like tossing Pop-Tarts at a pissed-off lion."
Grandma Gertie had all the best lines!
Not an exceptional book, but fun nonetheless. Four (switch) stars:
****
