Sometimes, in these 47 chapters, something exciting happens. It gets so lost in the rambling about everyone's clothing, sex lives, and how powerful everyone is.

Okay, there are spoilers ahead. No huge ones, but still. Tread carefully.

Ms. Hamilton does what she does best here: introduces a terrifying villain, and then cops out and manages to make the threat so minimal that it can be defeated without any losses of anyone important, or any real consequences.

There used to be fights in these books, but now there are metaphysical dances that go on forever, and leave plenty of room for more rambling about everyone's feelings. It's gotten ridiculous. I am so sick of hearing about everyones' wardrobes and their scents and how sexy they are.

Anita's constant whining and hypocritical judgments have gotten worse over time, and they are so old. Hearing about how important and sexy and amazing and generally perfect Anita is, is also getting old, but that makes up an insane amount of this book.

A lot of people complain about too much sex in these books. Well, I love sex if it's written well. My complaint about sex is how boring it is, and how much time that gets spent on talking about the boring sex. The sex is almost as repetitive and stupid as the dialogue, and that is impressive.

I had hoped that Olaf and Edward, and especially Peter, would make this book interesting. All Edward does is stand around - occasionally shoot something, saving Anita - and agree with Anita. Olaf makes a few creepy comments, stands around, and gets forgotten until he gets one chance to do something gruesome. Peter whines, has a few impressive moments, and idolizes Anita. It's ridiculous.

Oh, and don't worry if you've never read any other Anita Blake book ever. All of the old plots and characters are explained, over and over again, so that the readers gets constantly beaten over the head with back story.
Sometimes, in these 47 chapters, something exciting happens. It gets so lost in the rambling about everyone's clothing, sex lives, and how powerful everyone is. Okay, there are spoilers ahead. No huge ones, but still. Tread carefully. Ms. Hamilton does what she does best here: introduces a terrifying villain, and then cops out and manages to make the threat so minimal that it can be defeated without any losses of anyone important, or any real consequences. There used to be fights in these books, but now there are metaphysical dances that go on forever, and leave plenty of room for more rambling about everyone's feelings. It's gotten ridiculous. I am so sick of hearing about everyones' wardrobes and their scents and how sexy they are. Anita's constant whining and hypocritical judgments have gotten worse over time, and they are so old. Hearing about how important and sexy and amazing and generally perfect Anita is, is also getting old, but that makes up an insane amount of this book. A lot of people complain about too much sex in these books. Well, I love sex if it's written well. My complaint about sex is how boring it is, and how much time that gets spent on talking about the boring sex. The sex is almost as repetitive and stupid as the dialogue, and that is impressive. I had hoped that Olaf and Edward, and especially Peter, would make this book interesting. All Edward does is stand around - occasionally shoot something, saving Anita - and agree with Anita. Olaf makes a few creepy comments, stands around, and gets forgotten until he gets one chance to do something gruesome. Peter whines, has a few impressive moments, and idolizes Anita. It's ridiculous. Oh, and don't worry if you've never read any other Anita Blake book ever. All of the old plots and characters are explained, over and over again, so that the readers gets constantly beaten over the head with back story.