Annie and Samael's story could have been prolonged unnecessarily, but it wasn't. I feel like the length of the story was as it should be. I would love to read more about this world, not necessarily the same mcs, though. It was short, easy to read, well-written, has a lot of background concerning the world building, has interesting characters, and a solid plot. I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review. Maybe that's how it usually goes when you hook up with a demon, I wouldn't know. A woman attempts to cook, summons demon, finds out there is witchcraft running in the family, has sexytime with demon, visits the rings of hell, negotiates about whether or not she wants to get for ever corrupted. Somewhat formulaic, as the previous books in the series have just about the same plot. The romance was rather instalust, instalove but a girl's gotta love a trustworthy demon who has a thing about consent. Samael takes her on a tour in Hell to see if grandma is there. Annie finds out that her cookbook is really a magical tome that used to belong to her grandmother she's never seen. Samael has a long list of titles and a palace in Hell, and he doesn't really get summoned, ever, so he is a little confused. One day she attempts to cook chicken wings but accidentally summons a demon. He’s a demon!Īnnie is a literary agent who has a tense relationship with her mother. I need him to help me discover who I truly am.Ĭan I trust him, though? Of course not. I can’t banish Samael, and not just because I don’t know the spell. It turns out, my family’s secrets are vast, and my own mother has intentionally kept me in the dark. His demonic highness doesn’t have time for me, so I better ask for something or banish him. He proceeds to say that I’m a witch, and a pathetic one at that. Meanwhile, I wonder if I fell asleep at my desk and I’m having a crazy dream. Samael, King of Hell, The Seducer, The Destroyer… it takes him a minute to go through all his names and ranks. And if the fire extinguisher worked on the air fryer, it doesn’t seem to be working on him. What did I get instead? A burning air fryer, a hissing cat (poor Milo, he’s too old for my shenanigans), and a winged, horned, red-skinned demon in the midst of all the chaos. A nice portion of crispy wings, made after my grandma’s special recipe. I only wanted a cheat meal after a long day of work subsisting on black coffee.
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