REVIEW by Ginny: Demon Hunting in the Deep South (Demon Hunting #2) by Lexi George – Released Today! (@lexigeorge12 , @puretextuality )
The warrior and the wallflower . . .
Shy, self-conscious Evie Douglass tries to stay under the radar, especially when her nemesis Meredith Peterson, aka The Death Starr, is anywhere around. Meredith and her bitch posse of skinny girlfriends have tormented Evie since the seventh grade, calling her names like The Whale and Thunder Thighs.
Evie tries to stay invisible, but that’s not an easy thing for a plus-sized gal to do in a small town like Hannah, Alabama. She finds it doubly hard to avoid Meredith’s wrath once she takes a job at the lumber mill. You see, Meredith’s husband is Evie’s new boss. Translation: more torture time for The Death Starr.
Evie thinks things couldn’t get much worse until the morning she finds Meredith’s bloody body sprawled across her desk. Typical Meredith, she gets herself dead mere days after a very public scene in which Meredith accuses Evie of having an affair with her husband. Worse, the murder weapon is found in Evie’s car.
Suddenly, Evie is the Number One suspect in a sensational murder case. But she’s got bigger problems. Hannah is infested with demons—soul sucking, body snatching creatures of evil—and, for some reason, they want Evie. The only thing standing between Evie and death or possible possession is a hunky blond demon slayer named Ansgar.
Ansgar is a Dalvahni warrior, a supernaturally gorgeous race whose sole purpose is to hunt down and capture rogue demons.
Evie could almost swear that Ansgar is interested in more than demons. He seems interested in her. Ridiculous, of course, because he’s sex on two legs and she’s…
Well, she’s Whaley Douglass.
To add to Evie’s troubles, Meredith doesn’t even have the decency to stay dead. She shows back up as a ghost and she’s more of a beyotch than ever. Meredith has deathnesia—she can’t remember who killed her—leaving Evie to solve the mystery herself, or go to jail for a murder she didn’t commit.
Do you have a gentle heart?
I found “Demon Hunting in the Deep South” lacking. There were simply several issues that I had with the story that I was either unable or unwilling to ignore. As such I feel I am unable to give “Demon Hunting in the Deep South” more than 2 stars.
This marks the end of my PC review.
What follows is the review that may contain some spoilers and most definitely includes pictures. And cussing, there will be cussing. Lots of cussing. You’ve been warned.
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I didn’t read the first book, so I honestly can’t say if that would’ve made anything better. I suspect not though. Why? Ansgar, that’s why.
I hate him with the passion of a thousand fiery suns.
First of all, Ansgar is a stupid name. Second of all, if I was Evie (and thank God I’m not) I would have shoved my foot so far up his a… no, actually, I would’ve shoved my foot up his urethra and worn his dick like a sock. Hallmark doesn’t make a “sorry I shot you with an arrow to end your demonic possession then made you immortal and stopped you from being able to see the fae then got scared so wiped your memory and took off and oh yeah I’ve been fucking cumsluts until I realized that didn’t help and started invisibly stalking you three months ago” card.
Even if they did, it wouldn’t matter because he seduces his way back into her bed without bothering to tell her any of this. And I’m supposed to swoon over this guy?
Oh and let’s not forget that all Evie’s friends and relations have gone along with this whole “we’ve never met” charade. You know, to protect her. Yeah, if I was Evie (and again, thank God I’m not) I would’ve been like “fuck y’all, I’m out” and used my demon hunter woo woo (her words, not mine) to get the hell out of dodge. Or Hannah, Alabama.
In Evie’s defense, she doesn’t take things well when an interested third party reveals this deception to her. She blows a gasket and goes on a bender.
It lasts a good solid night.
Then there’s a fight and he shows up and all is forgiven.
Like to the point where mid coitus she asks about the one cumslut that he “favored” and he replied:
“She was as sand poured into the mouth of a man dying of thirst,” he said. “She could not ease my torment or make me forget you. Indeed, she only made me more wretched.”
And Evie, being the new badass with a spine of steal says something along the lines of “GOOD YOU DESERVE IT JERK. NOW SHOVE IT IN ME”
That’s it. I’m out.
2 stars. I’m sure some people out there will like it, after all it’s got demons, demonoids, demon hunters, shape shifters, fae, talking animals, a man stag thing, ghosts, and an Allihuahua. Since I couldn’t stomach the relationship though, I couldn’t really get behind the book.
Oh, and I’m not sure who the people on the cover are supposed to be, because they sure as hell ain’t your main characters.