She’s the Grim Reaper & He’s the Son of Satan!
Charley Davidson, Grim Reaper Extraordinaire, is back in this sexy, suspenseful novel of supernatural shenanigans
When Charley is rudely awakened in the middle of the night by her best friend who tells her to get dressed quickly and tosses clothes out of the closet at her, she can’t help but wonder what Cookie’s up to. Leather scrunch boots with a floral miniskirt? Together? Seriously? Cookie explains that a friend of hers named Mimi disappeared five days earlier and that she just got a text from her setting up a meet at a coffee shop downtown. They show up at the coffee shop, but no Mimi. But Charley finds a message on the bathroom wall. Mimi left a clue, a woman’s name. Mimi’s husband explains that his wife had been acting strange since she found out an old friend of hers from high school had been found murdered a couple weeks prior. The same woman Mimi had named in her message.
Meanwhile, Reyes Alexander Farrow (otherwise known as the Son of Satan. Yes. Literally) has left his corporeal body and is haunting Charley. He’s left his body because he’s being tortured by demons who want to lure Charley closer. But Reyes can’t let that happen. Because if the demons get to Charley, they’ll have a portal to heaven. And if they have a portal to heaven…well, let’s just say it wouldn’t be pretty. Can Charley handle hot nights with Reyes and even hotter days tracking down a missing woman? Will Cookie ever get a true fashion sense? And is there enough coffee and chocolate in the world to fuel them as they do?
“You told me Warren Jacobs is wealthy, right?” ”Mm-hmm,” she hummed absently without looking at me.” ”Then why does Mimi work?” She turned to me then her expression incredulous. “Just because her husband is wealthy, she can’t have a job? A little independence? An identity of her very own?”
I held up a palm. “Cook, can we put the feminist movement on hold for a moment? I’m asking for a reason.”
Second Grave on the Left begins almost immediately after the events that occurred in First Grave on the Right. When Cookie frantically wakes up Charley in the middle of the night with the news that her friend Mimi is missing, Cookie successfully pleads with Charley to investigate her disappearance. Left with no other choice but to help out her desperate friend Charley crawls out of bed, puts on her bunny slippers get inside the trunk and ride to the dinner where Cookie is supposed to meet Mimi alone. Poor Charley, not only is she riding in a car trunk at 2am but she’s also sharing it with a dead man leaving her to solve the mystery of his death as well.
As Charley delves further into the investigation for Cooks friend Mimi it becomes apparently clear that all her high school classmates are suddenly dropping dead around her, and all the directions are pointing that these deaths are related. Time is against Mimi and Charley must find her before the person responsible for her classmates death becomes responsible for hers as well.
“That’s what you get for sticking your tongue out at me.”
“Does workman’s comp cover paper cuts?”
“Do chicken lay snowballs?”
I really enjoyed Cookie becoming a much more active role in these investigations alongside Charley. Between those two and their witty banter I had too many laugh out loud moments to count. Darynda has a special niche for writing hilarious books that ooze with sexiness; it’s like both of my favorite subjects blended into one incredible and fascinating series.
“Are we friends again?” ”Not even if you were the last hero cop on Earth struggling with hemorrhoids.”
Charley has noticed that her father is being secretive while her uncle has Detective Swoops following her every move in case Reyes shows up but there’s more to the story and when Charley discovers the genuine reason behind her spies it’s a devastating blow to Charley and we see a vulnerable side to her that I can’t help but feel broken along with her. I don’t want to spoil the plot so I’ll leave the surprises for you unravel for yourself when you read it.
My utter lack of control where Reyes was concerned bordered on deplorable. So what if he was the son of Satan, reportedly the most beautiful being ever to have walked the paths of heaven? So what if he was formed from the hear of a thousand stars? So what if he made my insides gooey? I had to get a grip. And it needed to be on something other than Reyes’s manly parts.
Reyes might be the son of Satan but in my eyes he is just a super gorgeous sex god. He has now woken up from his coma and has escaped his maximum security prison, and Charley is anxious to find him yet he doesn’t want to be found. At least he doesn’t want his body to be found, he’d rather let it die along with his portal, but Charley refuses to accept that because she’s unsure of his future without a corporeal body. Who would have known that he would have a fan club of women desperate to be with him as well as a few friends that would lay down their life for him? These side plots with his relationships I enjoyed because I hate the thought of knowing that Reyes has no support group this whole time yet he has a few friends as loyal to him as Cookie is to Charley. He’s a bad boy and I have a very soft spot for bad boys, so as much as I love Charley’s humor I adore Reyes in all his devious charm.;)
“If you’re not going to trust me to help you, then why are you here? Why bother? A split second before he vanished completely, he brushed past me, whispered in my ear. “Because you’re the reason I breathe.”
“In an instant he vanished. I slammed both hands over my mouth to keep a scream at bay. Cookie rushed around her desk and knelt beside me. The agony of what he was going through shone do clearly in his expression. And he didn’t want me to find him?
I would tear apart hell itself to find him.”
With each installment Darynda Jones finds new ways to keep me fascinated with The Grim Reaper and all her friends and shenanigans. I recommend this series to readers that enjoy Urban Fantasy, with a lot of sexiness, humor, and a fun an engaging mystery that keeps you guessing the entire time. The entire time I read this I kept thinking to myself “Why haven’t I read this book sooner?” This book was pure awesomeness, but oh those cliff-hangers that Darynda loves to torture us with are purely evil!!;) Charley Davidson is a MUST read series you won’t regret!
Reyes raised a gloved hand to my face. The heat that emanated from him caressed me like hot silk. “Kill you?” he asked, his velvety voice winding its way to my core. “That would be like smothering the sun.”
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