REVIEW: Devil Take Me, by Karilyn Bentley #review #urbanfantasy
Remember last Tuesday when I did a surprise interview with Karilyn Bentley? Well, today, I review her latest book, Devil Take Me.
A demon attack…
Reeling from a personal tragedy and abandoned by all she loves, the world's newest demon huntress, Gin Crawford, sinks into a deep despair. She’s forced back to reality by news of a large number of people committing suicide, all on the same night. Suspecting demon involvement, Gin must work with her sexy but estranged mentor Aidan Smythe to track who, or what, is behind the deaths.
Leads to a new discovery…
As they come closer to finding the culprit, they realize their employer, the Agency, is hiding its own secret, one which threatens Gin's very existence. New discoveries reveal that even those dedicated to eradicating evil can be bought. Can Gin and Smythe forgive each other and work together or will they fall under the demon's thrall?
It's hard to review the fourth book of a series without giving away too many spoilers, so please forgive my vague booking in this review, and be prepared for minor spoilerish comments. Haven't read the Demon Huntress Series? They're great, start with Demon Lore.
At the end of the third book (Demon Cursed), Gin is left at the bottom of a bottle in a sad, depressing state. It was a bit of a cliffy (but not really, as the plot in book 3 was concluded). I'm happy to say one of the reasons Gin is left bereft is sorted almost right away in Devil Take Me, and she rediscovers that backbone I so love and admire about her in the first few chapters as well. Yaaaaas, girl!
I thoroughly enjoyed this story and feel it's Karilyn Bentley's best work to date. Witty dialogue, fast pacing, captivating characters and an intriguing plot make the fourth installment of Karilyn Bentley's Demon Huntress Series a success. This book runs a gamut of emotions, so be prepared for heart wrenching, raw emotion, and gut clenching laughter.
A vision of an auburn-haired man dressed in dark trousers and a gray button-down, appears in my head. He sits on my closed toilet lid, watching me sleep in the full tub, watching as my head slides closer to the waterline.
It must be a dream. How else can I be asleep and still see the bathroom, my sleeping self and the man? A dream. Only a dream. His voice is nothing more than my imaginings.
And yet I feel the need to answer. To deny his words.
I’m not listening to you. I make an effort to rebuke the voice, refusing to take what it offers, refusing to admit its enticing pull.
Oh, but you are. He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his gaze firmly affixed to my face. You contemplate my words. You seek the rest only I can give.
Yeah, right. Not buying it, buster. Although I’m starting to want what he offers. I’ll never admit it to Mystery Man. What can a figment of my imagination really do?
I am not a figment. He smiles, his lips pulling away from straight, white teeth.
Despite the warm water, a chill runs down my spine. He holds out his hand.
Come. Take my hand. Rest. Leave your problems behind.
Karilyn Bentley's love of reading stories and preference of sitting in front of a computer at home instead of in a cube, drove her to pen her own works, blending fantasy and romance mixed with a touch of funny.
Her paranormal romance novella, Werewolves in London, placed in the Got Wolf contest and started her writing career as an author of sexy heroes and lush fantasy worlds.
Karilyn lives in Colorado with her own hunky hero, a crazy dog nicknamed The Kraken, a silly not-quite-a-puppy, and a handful of colorful saltwater fish.
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