This book makes me very sad. It started off with so much promise to only crash and burn.The first warning flag that hit me was the cliché fat, happy, smart girl that instantly lusted after the main character. It bugged me, but it wasn’t a deal breaker, even with her incessant need to grope the main character. Then at eight percent “Grimmy” has a horribly graphic sex scene with a ghost. Still I persevered, I mean I can skim over the forthcoming sex scenes no problem there. Then there is the meet, and greet with Grimmy’s harem team. Meet the sexy vampire, the not very sexy lesbian werewolf, sexy witch, sexy ghost, and finally the djinn that tortured Grimmy’s old marine unit until they took their own lives, and broke Grimmy.I don’t know if she is sexy, but I am sure she is cause well…I don’t care anymore.What was the nail in the coffin was when Grimmy was having a heart to heart with the hawt ghost that got his rocks off only hours before tried to preach to him about God, Jesus, and forgiveness. How he should forgive the djinn for what she did, not for the djinns sake, but for Grimmy’s.I felt like I was looking at one Sesame Street’s lessons, one of these things is not like the other. I’m sorry I just couldn’t take anymore, this book just wasn’t for me.In the words of the rainbow mantis shrimp…123 Death!
