Title: Devil May Care
Author: Patricia Eimer
Series: Speak of the Devil #2
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Received for review from NetGalley
Summary (from Goodreads)
Weddings are hell
After a month of planning not one, but two, demonic weddings, all Faith Bettincourt—the youngest Crown Princess of Hell—wants is to spend some quality time with her angelic boyfriend, Matt. But when a ghost from Matt’s past walks through Faith’s apartment door, her preoccupation with the weddings from Hell is all that’s keeping her from turning his ex, in all her devious angelic glory, into a down throw pillow.
Which is about when Matt’s zealous mother declares war on Faith’s family.
Now Faith will stop at nothing to stop the craziness and make sure the impending nuptials go off without a hitch. All she’s got to do is rescue one of the grooms and go up against an army of so-called do-gooders, and everything will go back to normal. Or as normal as it can be where the Devil’s spawn is concerned. With any luck, she might just be able to resuscitate her love life while she’s at it
I didn’t realise this was a second book in a series when I picked it up, and though it was very obvious from the deluge of details in the beginning that totally went over my head, it wasn’t too long before I’d oriented myself and started enjoying this.
Certainly a big contributor to why I stuck it out past the initial confusion was Faith as a narrator. Every bit as snarky and naughty as a demoness ought to be, yet still retaining enough relatable humanity for you to root for, she was a great character.
The ‘Weddings from Hell’ and ‘Boyfriend’s ex is trying to seduce him’ storylines were rather silly and over the top in that chick flick way, but tempered by some more serious storylines about family, facing up to the past and the lengths people will go to for a crusade. There was a good balance of the more slapstick comedy and some serious character moments that could be devastating one moment and hilarious the next.
In fact, the ending was a real emotional wringer, or would have been more so if I’d read the first book, I think. It was a genuine ‘shout at the book’ moment, which had me wanting to take the characters involved and shake them violently in the hope of knocking some sense into them. I love it when books are frustrating because you totally believe that characters would do the stupid things they’re doing. Books should get under your skin and manipulate you emotionally – that’s part of the beauty of them. And if you’re on the verge of yelling at fictional people, you know the words and the world have got under your skin.
Another great example of all that paranormal romance can be and a thoroughly enjoyable read for a cold winter evening!