Working for the Devil had a few good things going for it without even reading the book: a great cover, an interesting premise and some good buzz. AngieW recommended this book to me when I was going through a reading slump. However, I found Working for the Devil’s narrative rough going, repetitive and the prose and dialogue awkward as hell - no pun intended. If your easily spoiled, then read no further.
When the Devil needs a rogue demon killed, who does he call? The Player: Necromance-for-hire Dante Valentine is choosy about her jobs. Hot tempered and with nerves of steel, she can raise the dead like nobody’s business. But one rainy Monday morning, everything goes straight to hell. The Score: The Devil hires Dante to eliminate a rogue demon: Vardimal Santino. In return, he will let her live. It’s an offer she can’t refuse. The Catch: How do you kill something that can’t die?
That’s a very good question but moving on. Due to my inability to understand RSS feeds and the like to transport my old blog posts/comments, I am having to transfer a few of my reviews manually which sucks. I didn’t enjoy Working For the Devil as much as I would have liked due to the voice/style which didn’t work for me. I found too much of the narrative rough going especially the beginning. I’ve noted other entries as well like this one that had me rereading:
“The Ceremonials said Lucifer’s true Name was more like a god’s Name–it would express him, but didn’t have power over him. The exact nature of the relationship between Lucifer and the gods is hotly debated; since the complete verification of the existence of demons the various churches that had survived the Awakening and the Ceremonials had conducted experiments, largely inconclusive.”
And yet another entry had me scratching my head too like this one. The heroine gets upset that Lucifer offers her info on her parents spoiler ahead:   she’s an orphan. She snaps at him to leave her parents out of this and goes straight into introspection, saying:
>“For all I knew, my parents had been too poor to raise me; either that or they were just too strung out on any cocktail of substances. It didn’t matter—since my Matheson index was so high and they’d had me in a hospital, they hadn’t been able to sell me as an indentured. That was the only gift they’d given me—that, and the genetic accident that made me a Necromance. Both incredible gifts, when you thought about the alternative. It wasn’t the first time somebody had twitted me about being an orphan.”
Weird word choice (twitted), awkward dialogue, awkward narrative made this a DNF. Too little time, too many other good books out there waiting to be read. DNF.
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