by Darynda Jones
Series: Charley Davidson #7
Genres: Urban Fantasy
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Twelve. Twelve of the deadliest beasts ever forged in the fires of hell have escaped onto our plane, and they want nothing more than to rip out the jugular of Charley Davidson and serve her lifeless, mangled body to Satan for dinner. So there’s that. But Charley has more on her plate than a mob of testy hellhounds. For one thing, her father has disappeared, and the more she retraces his last steps, the more she learns he was conducting an investigation of his own, one that has Charley questioning everything she’s ever known about him. Add to that an ex-BFF who is haunting her night and day, a rash of suicides that has authorities baffled, and a drop-dead sexy fiancé who has attracted the attentions of a local celebrity, and Charley is not having the best week of her life. A tad north of hell, a hop, skip, and a jump past the realm of eternity, is a little place called Earth, and Charley Davidson, grim reaper extraordinaire, is determined to do everything in her power to protect it. We’re doomed.
“I often question my sanity. Occasionally, it replies.”
Spoiler free Caffeinated Ramblings for Seventh Grave No Body
I pre-ordered Seventh Grave and No Body the seventh book in the hilariously awesome Charley Davidson series and began reading it on release day. My intention as always was to savoir it. *hangs head* Yeah, as if. I came up for air at about 50%. My sides hurt from giggling and my nether parts from swooning over Reyes. I than decided a nap would allow me to savior it longer. *dreams of Reyes, yeah I can so handle that* Forty-five minutes later, I was back in the story and soon in tears because it was over. OVER. Now I have to wait until May 2015.*sobs* Oh, the cruelty of it all! Despite the frustration of having to wait for more answers, and more time with this motley crew of characters that I abso-friggin-loutely adored Seventh Grave and No Body was brilliant. Brilliant I tell you.
Charley Davidson is a grim reaper, and her transformation with her skills increases in the seventh book. She is really beginning to tune into her powers. Has she grown otherwise? No, Charley is still Charley, taking impossible risks, making Reyes crazy and risking all for her cases. This at times frustrates me, but you have to give her kudos for knowing who she is and never apologizing for it. Snark is her middle name and trouble is her addiction, well that and Reyes. *mine too- best book boyfriend EVER* The poor son of Satan must have ulcers by now trying to keep Charley safe.
The cases were interesting in Seventh Grave without a Body. Her ex-BFF is stalking her, bodies are missing from a grave and folks are writing suicide notes and disappearing. She is also helping the FBI to solve a cold case involving a brutal camp murder, and using her abilities for some unexpected things. The action is intense. Jones’ continues to amaze me with her writing. Her plot is tight, addictive and well balanced. She manages to weave all of these sub-plots into the overall storyline and develops them. We make some progress in the overall arc. From the Twelve to an important character’s role that Charlie has dubbed, “Beep.” We learn more about the demon Osh, and I really liked him. I am curious to see what his role will be. We are beginning to see an army build around Charlie and I cannot wait to see how this team develops. Cookies’ daughter, Amber shocks us and the group works together to battle hellhounds. We lose a few characters, and see a surprise development regarding a secondary character. Gads, I want to spill, but spoiler’s darling. It was intense, fascinating and Jones’ still delivered all the quirky, hilarious one-liners I have come to love.
Jones’ continues to flesh out the characters and storyline, notching up my excitement. I so need answers and while she answers some, she also adds more to my list. All of which makes this an addictive and unique Urban Fantasy. The ending was intense, with twists and for a brief moment, I wanted to curse Jones’ for leaving me salivating for more. Does anyone else want answers about Mr. Wong? Guardian or psycho demon waiting to be awaken? Gads.
I love the Charley Davidson series hard, and If you have not read them or listened to them, I feel the urge to lock you in a room and force you to become as addicted to them as I am. The characters in the series are fleshed out and unique. Good or bad, you will fall hard for them. At times, I laugh so hard my sides ach, and tears stream down my face. This is a series I like to read alone, in a quiet room where my outbursts will not alarm the outside world. Just my coffee, this book and me …Nirvana baby!