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Hell for the Holidays: A 24/7 Demon Mart Christmas Special by D.M. Guay

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


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I stayed up half an hour past bedtime to finish reading Hell for the Holidays last night. It's by author DM Guay, and it's part of the "24/7 Demon Mart" series of paranormal lite. I haven't read any others in the series, even though it's recommended to read the first book in the series before this. I am a rebel! And, in any case, I did not feel as if I were floundering and wondering what was going on.

Lloyd Wallace is using his time off from working at the local mini-mart (which has a beer cave that doubles as a gate to hell) to build the perfect snowman. This year, he intends to win the neighborhood competition. Scooter Davis is going down! Lloyd must also help his parents get ready for their annual Christmas Eve party--the last gasp of fun before the dour relatives descend on them for Christmas day. However, when a blizzard is forecast, the relatives arrive early. Lloyd's mother is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and Lloyd himself is wondering how he let Kevin, the cockroach, talk him into a party invitation. Things go from bad to worse when a van load of new ghosts possess the local snowmen and go on a rampage, targeting the Wallace house. Now it's up to Lloyd and his co-workers, Doc and DeeDee, to save the day. And Christmas. All without letting the "normal" people realize that the supernatural is alive and well and coming for them.

This was hilarious! Crack at its finest! It seemed that every disaster that could befall Lloyd (and the party) did, from the cat peeing on the cords and shorting out the tree to a snobby socialite dropping in to lord it over everyone, to the booze running out. Lloyd was teetering on a meltdown, but his co-workers helped him remain focused, even when they sent him out as live bait for the murderous snowmen.

Favorite lines:
♦ Handmade sweaters, knit by the gnarled bony hands of Great Aunt Edna herself, from the scratchiest wool on earth, likely harvested from the meanest, most bitter sheep on the planet.
♦ "We are going to pretend to be a happy family, and we are going to have a fucking Hallmark Channel, It's a Wonderful Life, Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus picture perfect Christmas so help me God, or I will kill you all."
♦ "That's some Harry Potter shit right there."
♦ He was making the same sound an old man makes when he's honking out a dirt snake. *

I laughed my way all through this and would definitely read more in the series. Five stars!

Off Key by May Archer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


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Completed the book Off Key by May Archer last night. It's the third in her "Whispering Key" series of male/male romances. Main characters are Rafe Goodman, a Whispering Key lifer, and Jay Rollins, up-and-coming rock star.

Rafe and Jay grew up as besties, spending their summers together on Whispering Key. Rafe developed a crush on Jay as they got older, but he knew he had no chance with his straight BFF. When he had a chance to help Jay's sister, Aimee, via a marriage of convenience, Rafe took it, not knowing he was breaking Jay's heart in the process.

Jay always knew he wanted to write songs and play music, but he also knew the industry wasn't kind to gay men. For that reason, he kept his sexuality to himself along with his burgeoning feelings for his friend Rafe. Once he found success as "Jayd Rollins" and learned that Rafe and Aimee got married, Jay couldn't bear to spend time with either of them. He made sure he was always too busy to get together or even call. His attitude resulted in a huge falling out with Rafe, and now the two of them haven't spoken in years, never mind that "Jayd's" gold album was filled with songs inspired by Rafe.

When Aimee goes no-contact with both her brother and her ex-husband, Jay and Rafe are forced to travel together to find her and make sure she's okay. Being in close proximity reminds each of them of the closeness they once shared, but both are too scared to admit to any feelings or make the first move. It's going to take a kinda-sorta kidnapping, a stolen van, a phone call from Aimee, and the quirky residents of Whispering Key to convince Rafe and Jay that they were always meant to be together.

This one hit all the right feels. Typically in a romance, there's the getting to know one another stage, falling in love, then some drama or conflict before the HEA. In this story, we dive right into the drama and conflict stage. I was pleasantly surprised that, once Jay and Rafe finally talked to one another and got through it, there were no further monkey wrenches thrown into their lives other than the dilemma of how they would handle Jay being a famous musician, while Rafe hates to fly. Hint: the Key is the key! Characterizations were marvelous, even those characters who merely flitted through the narrative. I adored Jay's friend, Oak. The plot had great pacing, the dialogue was witty and heart-warming, and the sexy times were amazing.

Favorite lines:
♦ I had the resources to enjoy myself to the fullest. So what was I doing? Chaperoning a meeting of the Extravaganza Committee. As one does.
♦ A dynastic marriage with a dowry of loaded nachos was not the weirdest setup for a Whispering Key love story I'd ever heard. Literally not even the weirdest this month.
♦ "The Rafe I know and tolerate is a bitter little ball of righteous indignation."
♦ "Did thinking of the giant penises rot your brain?"
♦ Every time I open my mouth, I make a noise like an Edvard Munch painting.
♦ "Choose dicks at every opportunity, you hear me?"
♦ If I kept trucking down Pity Party Lane, I was pretty sure I'd end up sobbing into my fritters.
♦ When I was with him, something in my soul sighed and whispered, "Ah, there you are!" And I was pretty sure it always would.
♦ "Lord a'mercy, we got us a geyser! The end-times are upon us!"*
♦ "A man never appreciates what he has until shit's half a foot high and rising, am I right?"
♦ "And this guy loves a good topping."
♦ "The kidnapping wasn't for nothing. Best kidnapping I've ever experienced. Ten out of ten."
♦ "Responsibility is stupid. We should throw away our phones and just stay here."
♦ I might have worried that the rapture had come, except my cousin Fenn wasn't replying either, and there was no way that fucker wouldn't be left behind just like me.

May Archer always makes me laugh! Loved this story, five stars.

Hijacked by Lucy Lennox

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



I took advantage of my long weekend to read Hijacked. It's the first book in May Archer and Lucy Lennox's "Horn of Glory" series, which is a spin-off of their "Licking Thicket" series. This one was just as funny and punny as the original series. Main characters are (William) Riggs, former Marine currently working for Champion Security, and Dr Carter Rogers (whom we met in the Licking Thicket series).

Carter has to get out of Dodge. He's surrounded by loving couples, including his ex Tucker with his new husband, and Carter just needs a break from it. He decides to travel to Venezuela with the Doctors Across Continents program to spend several weeks in an under-served community. There's just one catch--Carter's grandfather insists on hiring a bodyguard to keep him safe.

Riggs doesn't want to accompany a prima donna doctor to Venezuela, but he knows this assignment is punishment for the fact that he screwed up his last mission with an ill-advised hook-up. The more time he spends with Carter, however, the more Riggs realizes that the good doctor is also a good person. When the two of them are abducted by a local drug cartel, they'll need to rely on one another to escape.

In spite of the dire circumstances, this book was hilarious. Initially, Carter and Riggs couldn't help but antagonize one another, but their attitudes shift when they have only each other to count on. The Horn of Glory game played a large role, and it will be interesting to see how that subplot develops.

Favorite lines:
♦ "I don't know. Maybe I'll ask my husband. The gun-toting drag queen."*
♦ "There are a limited number of people in the world I'd save from a rampaging capybara."
♦ "I just gave you the best orgasm of your life. If you don't pass out in the next five minutes, it's because you're trying to stay awake."
♦ What I was not going to do that morning was obsess over Riggs or what I'd decided to call the Unfortunate Insomnia Frottage Incident.
♦ "You just sound so put out about it. Like you're offended that these were the best henchmen the cartel could come up with. You want to give them a course in remedial badassery, don't you?"
♦ It was a sad day when a man's own flopping couch was taken over.
♦ "I'm sure relationship advice coming from someone who's married to a gun-toting drag queen may not seem like much to you."* That bit was funny enough early in the book, and when it got trotted out again near the end, I nearly died laughing!
♦ "I gave you a fucking naked mole rat, and that wasn't good enough for you?"

Epic hilarity, forced proximity, groan-worthy puns, tension and high heat make this one a winner. Five stars!

The St. Valentine's Day Cookie Massacre by Elisabeth Crabtree

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I read The St Valentine's Day Cookie Massacre over the course of two evenings. It's the first book in author Elisabeth Crabtree's "Hatter's Cove Gazette" mystery series. Story is in first person pov of the main character, journalist Kat Archer.

Kat left the hustle and bustle of Miami to return home to quiet Hatter's Cove. When the quiet becomes too boring, she takes a job at the local paper in hopes of getting some exciting assignments. Instead, her handsome boss, Hayden, keeps sending her out to write food reviews. When Kat is sent to the Cookie Jar to cover their grand opening on Valentine's day, a fight ensues and closes the place down. Later, someone is found dead behind the store and Kat is right in the thick of things. The victim died of poisoning and half the town believes that the poison was intended for Kat. She isn't convinced, and she's soon chasing down leads and interviewing witnesses and suspects alike in an effort to catch a killer.

What a fun and lively story! I adored Kat and her irreverent wit. Her interactions with other characters were entertaining, including both potential romantic interests: her boss, Hayden, and Detective Luke, whom she knew from Miami. The plot was fast-paced, but I would have liked to see Kat just living life. Instead, the entirety of the narrative was consumed with her investigation.

Favorite lines:
♦ "I said their trout had all the flavor of an old tire, but was harder to chew."
♦ "I didn't know a brawl would break out."
♦ I decided that my night could be better spent watching cats on the internet from the safety of my own living room.
♦ "I wrote that the only thing more punishing than listening to the sub-par wailings coming from their so-called musical acts, was trying to bite into their rolls. I then said they should change the name on the menu from Bubba's Buttery Blues Soft Rolls, to Bubba's Buttery Rock n Rolls. At least then it wouldn't be false advertising." // Hayden shook his head. "I just can't imagine why anyone would want to poison you."*
♦ I have the pick of the litter, unfortunately it's kitty litter in this instance.

A fun and funny romp. I'm deducting a point for the fact that the entire story was nothing but Kat's investigation. Four stars. If I could award 4.5 stars, I would.

The Night by May Archer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



Have just finished reading The Night, which is the 5th "Love in O'Leary" book written by May Archer. The main characters in this one are Gideon Mason and Liam McKnight.

Five years ago, Gideon and Liam met in Las Vegas and impetuously got married. They had an instant, intense connection, but when Gideon went to get coffee, he returned to find that Liam was gone. Now Liam has hunted Gideon down in O'Leary and is asking for a divorce. Merry fa la la-ing Christmas.

Five years ago, Liam met and married the love of his life. Not two days later, he got a phone call that upended his world and left him raising his best friend's little girl, Hazel. In his panic to get home, Liam never got Gideon's phone number. Now that he needs to do some estate planning for Hazel, his attorney has advised him to tie up the loose end of his Vegas marriage. Only, the more time Liam spends with Gideon, the more he remembers why he married him in the first place. With the holidays just around the corner and Hazel insisting that Santa is real, will Gideon and Liam find a Christmas miracle of their own?

Oh my gosh, this story was just...aah! It was over almost at the beginning, because as soon as the adorably interfering O'Learians realized that Liam was Gideon's long-lost husband, they were determined to get them back together, meaning it was all over for our main characters. Cue every notary public in town suddenly being unavailable to notarize the divorce papers, no rooms to be had anywhere for Liam and Hazel (thus insuring they'd have to stay with Gideon), and Hazel herself working some Christmas magic of her own. A sheer delight from start to finish, very low angst, high heat (once it got to that point), holiday shenanigans, and utter hilarity.

Favorite lines:
♦ Kiddie Bop Christmas. Perhaps you've heard of it?--was a form of torture surely outlawed by the Geneva Convention.
♦ Maybe you were born knowing things that life made you forget.
♦ "You never really know which is the real Santa. That's where the magic happens."
♦ "Stop talking sense. This is O'Leary. Around here, logic is always the last resort."
♦ "My asshole cat who hates people genuinely adores my asshole grandfather who hates cats, and the feeling is mutual."
♦ "Jesus Christ in a manger! It's a poltergeist!"
♦ "They have gone too far this time. I am going over to Parker and Jamie's house this minute, and I can only hope they are having sex. Fuck, I hope they're naked and about to climax because I am going to knock on their windows and yell Christmas obscenities. I will bring eight maids a'milking and however many lords a'leaping right through their living room, and a bunch of goddamn klieg lights too, to make sure everyone sees the show. I will bring a fucking children's choir to sing Hazel's Kiddie Bop Christmas songs with their chipmunk voices and kill any potential boner Parker and Jamie might ever have again. I will camp out on their lawn dressed as The Grinch and demand cookies and eggnog every hour on the hour every damn night until New Year's."*
♦ "You've already fought a terrible toast fire and survived tea party etiquette lessons from a seven-year old."
♦ There were probably more awkward times to talk about shit like this than after you'd had a Santa-induced meltdown while trying to have sex, but I couldn't think of any.
♦ "It's going to be inappropriate jokes and fucking."
♦ Light companies sold the strands pre-tangled, right out of the box, to ensure maximum frustration.

I loved this story. Liam and Gideon are so perfect together, and it was great reconnecting with characters from earlier in the series. Makes me wish I'd read it in December, but at least I didn't pick it up in August. LOL! Eh, I would have loved it just the same. Five stars! Can we award more than five?

Purrfect Peril by Nic Saint

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I completed Purrfect Peril by Nic Saint last night. It's the 7th installment in the "Mysteries of Max" series of cat cozies. Main characters are cat Max and his person, Odelia.

Odelia is on her way to interview the Most Fascinating Man in the World when he is murdered. There is no shortage of suspects, as half a dozen other Most Interesting Men are also in town for a convention. Each of them had reason to want to dethrone Burt Goldsmith and take over his cushy position. Odelia's cat, Max, typically helps her investigate, but Max and every other cat in town is dealing with a pesky infestation of fleas. In addition, Max and his buddy Dooley are fearful that Detective Chase Kingsley is going to move in with Odelia, which will lead to...babies! The cats are convinced that the appearance of babies will end with them being sent to the pound. Odelia does her best to allay their fears, but she has a murder investigation to focus on. Will they solve the case before another interesting man dies?

The author has lampooned the Kardashians, Justin Bieber, and Gordon Ramsey, so I guess it was The Most Interesting Man in the World's turn. I don't mind; I always found those commercials annoying. This was probably the funniest book I've read in this series. The cats dealing with the fleas was humorous as was their discussion about the relative ages of their people. They were convinced that Odelia and Chase were most likely 10-15 years old, which Odelia found hilarious. The author tried to inject further humor in the story by having Odelia's grandmother getting up to worse shenanigans than usual. Frankly, I find her antics tedious. She acts like a petulant toddler most of the time. Who finds this funny? Also, he-cat Brutus was having trouble with impotency. I see no need to include such topics. These would be wonderful stories for young readers except that the author consistently adds PG13-rated subplots. Just, no. Finally, once again we had Odelia speaking "cat" to her cats. Again, allow me to point out that the cats have no trouble understanding the speech of other humans, so why must Odelia "meow" at them? This makes zero sense.

Favorite lines:
♦ "Your cats are so well-behaved! How do you manage?" // "I tan their hides if they step out of line. Nice crack of the whip."
♦ "My human loves beer." // "Your human is a raging alcoholic."
♦ The moment her final shriek died away, she took a bow and a size fifteen combat boot in the small of her back and was out for the count. The neighbor who'd thrown the boot must have known that if you want to defeat an army you take out its leader.* I laughed until I cried over this!
♦ Nothing acts as a natural testosterone repellent like Hello Kitty pink.

This deserves 3.5 stars, but that hilarious bit about the boot bumps the score up to a four.

Purrfect Crime by Nic Saint

My rating: 2 of 5 stars



Last night I polished off Purrfect Crime, the 5th book in the "Mysteries of Max" series by Nic Saint. Main characters are tubby ginger tabby Max and his person, reporter Odelia Poole.

Donna Bruce, famous actress and lifestyle influencer, has been murdered in her own sauna. The weapon? A swarm of bees. Odelia is soon on the case with Detective Chase Kingsley, and she's relying on her cats to snoop around and see what they can learn. Max, however, is having trouble keeping up. A trip to the vet indicates that he's gone from tubby to obese, and Odelia has to put him on a diet. Weakened with hunger and unable to think of anything but food, Max isn't much help. This leads Odelia to putting Harriet in charge of the cats' investigation. Harriet's idea of investigating, however, is surfing celebrity gossip sites on the internet. Max is going to have to pull himself together if he and Odelia are going to crack this case.

Okay. So, I thought this series had reached a turning point with the last book, but this one swirled down the toilet again. Brutus is back to being a class A jerk, the author (for reasons unknown) decided to add sex toys to the mix, which would have been funny in passing, but he chose to make a huge deal of them. I'm no prude, but when I'm reading a cozy mystery, I don't expect to be metaphorically smacked upside the head with a dildo. It was sort of like if you'd gone to the movies to see a rom-com and it involved some terrifying chase scenes à la a horror flick. What was the point? I'm back to thinking the author knows precious little about cats, or women either, for that matter. He certainly doesn't seem to hold the females in the story in high regard, especially Harriet. It's like the author is projecting all of his aggravation with women onto her, since Harriet comes across as prissy, incompetent, focused on celebrity gossip, and disgustingly ga-ga for any domineering, alpha male/bad boy. It was revolting. As for cat behavior, they don't kiss, they don't punch one another, and they don't have pecs. Yes, I know they don't talk, either, but I can enjoy a talking cat in fiction, so long as it still acts like a cat. Sue me. Finally, the clue that broke the case wide open wasn't something that was discovered via hard work or sleuthing, but rather was served up on a platter in the most ridiculously unbelievable situation. Lazy and sloppy.

Favorite lines:
♦ "Maybe you should have one of those shotgun weddings so I can bring a shotgun and shoot myself."
♦ "He may be a douche, but he's not a murdering douche."
♦ "We should Google it. The Google knows everything."
♦ I don't watch the Hallmark Channel but the Discovery Channel. That's why I'm smart and the others are all dummies.
♦ "Of course I'll take my dildo. I never leave home without it."
♦ "You look just about one sausage away from a massive coronary."*
Okay, that line had me guffawing!

Back to square one with this series. Dismal score of two stars.

Strangle All the Way: A Christmas Mystery by Clare Kauter

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



Stayed up a tad too late last night to finish reading Strangle All the Way by Clare Kauter. This is part of the "Charlie Davies" series of cozy mysteries set in Australia. The main character is Charlie Davies, and the narrative is in her first-person pov.

It's nearly Christmas, but in this part of the world, it's the hottest time of the year...and Charlie's air conditioner is broken. The repairman whom she hired to fix it, and whom she subsequently argued with, has turned up dead on her doorstep, strangled with a strand of Christmas lights. Charlie can't believe the nerve of the man. Lest she be considered a primary suspect in his murder, Charlie takes it upon herself to find out who else she can point the police to. Charlie and her pet pigs begin visiting other suspects, partly in hopes of finding out who may have murdered the repairman, and also in hopes of finding some place cool to hang out. Charlie's not-so-subtle investigation turns the heat up even hotter when a killer targets her.

This story was hilarious! Charlie reminded me strongly of Darynda Jones' Charlie Davidson, another wise-cracking sleuth. The pet pigs added additional hilarity, especially since both of them were females, yet given the names of Dave and Arnold. I chuckled all through the story and was bummed when it ended.

Favorite lines:
♦ "With his talent for customer service, I can't imagine I'm the only person who's ever thrown a gnome at him as he fled the scene."
♦ "Why do people keep thinking I'm stupid enough to dump a body on my own front stoop? Do you not realize how deeply insulting that is?"
♦ "I'm so insulted you're killing me for solving a case I didn't solve until after you'd decided to kill me. That's not fair at all."
♦ *"The ultimate festive murder album would be Christmas Is for Drinking Too Much and Punching Your Uncle by Smoky Binkles. Trust me, people try to kill me every time I make them listen to it. My mother tossed the star off the top of the tree at me last year like it was a throwing star when it got to I Wanna Lick Your Christmas Pudding."
This line almost killed me dead. I don't know why, but it set me into absolute braying guffaws. I laughed until I cried. I even laughed until I snorted, and I'm not a snort-laugher. 'M laughing all over again, just re-reading the line!

So, yeah. Utter hilarity and insanity, and I loved it. Five stars! Will certainly be looking to read more in this series.

Mind If I Come In by K.L. Phelps

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



Since I had the day off work, I spent part of it finishing the ebook Mind If I Come In by KL Phelps. This is the first book in the "Kat Parker" series of cozy paranormal mysteries. Story is told in first person pov by Katrina 'Kat' Parker, recently wed, widowed, and newly possessed of the ability to communicate with people in comas.

Kat is drawn into a web of intrigue when she agrees to attempt communicating with the comatose daughter of a mob boss. Unfortunately, not only is Natasha suffering from a traumatic head injury, but her psyche has also been harmed. Kat is unable to get a clear read from her, except to learn that Natasha is terrified. In the meantime, Kat is dealing with her own drama. She doesn't recall her sudden Vegas wedding (nor the death of her new husband), she's sharing the home she inherited from Andrew with Jonny (a vampire with amnesia of his own), a detective she shared a hot kiss with in Vegas (Damian) has suddenly turned up in Houston, a turtle seems to have adopted her, her mother drops a bombshell on her, and her pool looks like a swamp. In spite of everything, Kat is determined to help Natasha. As she closes in on the truth, however, she may be the next one on a mobster's hit list.

The story was entertaining and downright funny in places, but there was a lot of useless filler included. The entire subplot of the pool could have been edited out without affecting the plot. Kat swooned and hit her head so many times I feared she'd be the one in a coma by the end of it. Aside from that, most people don't repeatedly pass out each time they receive a shock, ffs. The most aggravating aspect of the book is that I felt like I started reading in the middle of the series. Was there a prequel that I missed? I don't know. The author kept alluding to the events of Vegas (Kat fell in love with Andrew, married him, he died, she ended up in the hospital(?), she met Jonny and he accompanied her back to Houston, she met Damian and he followed her to Houston, her 'power' manifested itself, and I also got the vague impression that it was while Kat was in Vegas that the supernatural world was revealed to the world at large). It was confusing. Worst of all, the ending was abrupt and many things were left unresolved. Boo.

Favorite lines:
♦ My cooking skills were more or less maxed out at microwave dinners or mac and cheese.
♦ "I guess you could say I had a fight with my mom. I really don't want to talk about it." // "She clocked you from behind?" He seemed to consider it for a moment and then nodded. "Gotta respect that. After all, you've got age on your side. Element of surprise was her best strategy."
I laughed myself stupid over this exchange!
♦ I'd even been passed by an old lady who looked like she was late for her own funeral.
♦ "I mean, that was straight up Scooby-Doo crap."
♦ I thought the smug smile on his face was just begging for a baseball bat.
♦ Perhaps I needed to find a line of work that was a little safer, a little less physical. Maybe I could try out for the NHL.

I enjoyed the story and laughed out loud at some parts, but it was vexing enough that I'm giving it no more than an average score. Three stars

About Thyme by Karny McFlynn

My rating: 2 of 5 stars



Last night, I completed the ebook novella About Thyme by Karny McFlynn. It's the first installment (prequel, I guess) of the "Thyme Witch" mystery series, featuring Everly Thyme.

Everly is in a rut, bored with her job, her boyfriend, and her life. She gets more excitement than she bargained for, however, when she is invited (summoned, really) to dinner with her enigmatic great-aunt Legoria Thyme. Legoria sends a car to pick Everly up, but before she even makes it to her aunt's house, the car is attacked by creatures out of legend. Everly barely escapes with her life, and now she must keep her wits about her to find out whatever became of her father.

This was utterly confusing. Narrative was choppy, I got no real sense for the characters, and memory spells were cast, which left Everly not recalling things. I believe I was affected as well, because I forgot certain parts, too, until I went back and gave it a quick skim read. For one thing, in the second paragraph of the book, there seems to have been a murder, yet no mention was made of it again. Did it happen, and Everly forgot about it, or will it happen in future installments? I have no idea. Another thing that confounded me was that Everly's boring boyfriend was named Jim, and her mother's on-again, off-again boyfriend's name was...Jimmy. Seriously?! I swear, that's the reason I went back and skimmed the story again, because I wasn't sure whose boyfriend Jim(my) was. Turns out, both of them. Oh, not as in it's the same guy, but men with the same name. Ick. At least the editing was fair, and there were a few lines that made me laugh.

Favorite lines:
♦ Finding out that monsters are real...well, that shakes things up. Finding out you're one, too? Priceless. I should have listened to my mother.
♦ To her "I'm O.K.," meant I was being held hostage by alien beings and probing was the first item on their to-do list.
♦ Worse than the Christmas Mom stayed up too late wrapping presents and everything I got the next morning was from Satan.
That last line left me howling with laughter!

I wanted to like this, but nothing made sense. It's getting two stars, and one is for that killer line about Satan.