July 5, 2011, 288 pages
Menna Harper has a gift..but not one everyone appreciates. Because she can tell people when, and how, they are going to die. It is not set in stone. People can change their lives, their circumstances, and sometimes avoid what Menna has foreseen. But it is not something that many people enjoy.
Menna Harper has a gift..but not one everyone appreciates. Because she can tell people when, and how, they are going to die. It is not set in stone. People can change their lives, their circumstances, and sometimes avoid what Menna has foreseen. But it is not something that many people enjoy.
Not among those however is Meena's new employers, the Palatine Guard, a super secret demon hunting branch of the Vatican, who have hired her to work for their new branch office in lower Manhattan.
Because there were many things Menna Harper knew that her ex-boyfriend didn’t. Not only how people were going to die, or that demons and demon hunters weren’t just the stuff of fiction, but that there was, in every creature on earth, demon or not, a capacity for good and evil.And that all it took to send any one of them over the edge was the tiniest of pushes.
Now, Menna does carry a bit of baggage with her in the person of her ex boyfriend, Lucien Antonescu, who inherited his title, The Prince of Darkness, from his father, Dracula. Yes, Vad the Impaler Dracula. But after their last run in, described in Cabot's previous book, Insatiable, Menna has sworn off relationships with vampires and is dedicated to her work in eradicating his kind. Ok, she is not totally in favor of eradicating them all. Maybe most, except for those, like Lucian, who she is convinced have enough goodness still in their souls to be able to be redeemed.
If Lucian has a good side, he might not be totally in touch with it, because Lucien has other ideas for Menna. His plan is to 'turn' her, make her like himself, and make her his princess. And Undead of course.
Now, I do not read vampire books. Demons, the undead and such, leave me cold.
Usually.
Usually.
The Jersey Devil, Philadelphia Evening Bulletin, January 1909. |
"The Pine Barrens of southern New Jersey,” he explained, looking at Meena in the rear view mirror, “has long been considered a hellmouth, due to the fact that they are where the New jersey Devil fled soon after its birth."
A Hellmouth? I have heard NJ called many thing, but not a Hellmouth! But there is a history. The Pinelands of south Jersey, a very large and most undeveloped area of bogs and countless pine trees, is said to be the home of the Jersey Devil. The story is that in 1735, a Mrs. Leeds, upset at giving birth to her 13th child, cursed the child as she was giving birth and it was born a devil. With a tail, cloven hoves and wings, it flew off into the woodsof the Pinelands, where many claim to still see him to this day. My grandfather said he saw him once, but he was on his way home from a what I think was a poker gathering with some buddies at his boat house on the Mullica River and I always thought that a wee dram of alcohol might have been involved in that particular sighting. But you never know....
Enough for personal memories..lol
If you read the first book in the series, Insatiable, I am sure you will love this one. But even if you did not, as I did not, I think you will still find this a fun, fast paced, demon laden thriller.
My thanks to the publisher for providing a copy of this book to review.
Caite reading a demon/devil book? Well, I guess hell was bound to freeze over at some point.
ReplyDeleteI have Insatiable, but it just hasn't been calling my name. Maybe I'll try it and if I like it, look for Overbite.
ReplyDeleteYou always keep us on our toes, you know that? I have to say that this would not be the first book I'd reach for if I were bored. But you have a very keen sense of nonsense, so if you liked it then maybe I would too?
ReplyDeleteyes, perhaps.
ReplyDeleteSometimes a book just hits you at the right time. I wanted something fast (it is pretty short) and not too serious and I can not take vampires, especially these, too seriously. Which was the perfect thing.