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The Accidental Demon Slayer (Demon Slayer, #1)

Ok, this is one of the few cases in which you’re standing in the middle of the road, trying to decide whether to go left or right. Ladies and gentlemen, let’s see our choices!

On the left, we have the too-used scenario of a girly girl, destined to be this awesome, kickass heroine who fights against all evil creatures and gets to sleep with the hottest hunk in the book. Note to self, STOP trying to compare Mac and Lizzie! Ok, I stopped – well, not really, there’s honestly no comparison here, but that’s a story for another time.

On the right, we have the hilariousness. We have the good research. We have… oh, screw it, we have Pirate! And Dimitri!

Choices, choices…

Crazy, I know. But it turns out that I had to turn right in the end. See, the story goes like this: Lizzie is a preschool teacher, a damn near perfectionist that plans everything in her life in complete detail – even her taking a dump, as her Grandma so… tactfully pointed out. So when her crazy ass biker granny who claims to be a witch comes and locks her in her bathroom, helps her fend off a demon, and then proceeds to tell her she’s destined to be a kickass, tough demon slayer, Lizzie knows she must be going crazy, too. Add in her dog that she can suddenly hear, a sexy griffin shifter who says he’s her protector, and a famous demon an ancestor of hers once sealed that wants to use her powers, and you see why this particular girl isn’t exactly thrilled to be who she is…

Poor Lizzie… Can’t say I blame her. Even if accepting what and who she is was necessary, all those responsibilities thrust upon her don’t make it any easier. The girl can’t even cuss properly, how is she supposed to fight all those things that go bump in the night?!

Still, while this type of heroine is pretty much taken from Moning’s Mac, I have to admit I enjoyed Lizzie. She was hilarious in her attempts to adjust one minute, and try to escape all this the next. Since the book was from her POV, her comments and thoughts were pretty obvious all the time, and that made the narration even funnier!

The downpoint of the story – though not bad enough to lower the rating – was the witch gang. Especially Ant Eater. Ok, at some points they were hilarious, but there were some major faults in the way they treated Lizzie. Ladies, if you wish for the girl to save your asses and the world, don’t threaten her or try to kick her sorry butt! One would think they would treat her as a Queen – but nooo, instead they always tried to solve problems with their fists. Damn grannies and their fucked up minds…

Now, back to the bright side. Like I said, tons of laughs. And Pirate. Ah, yes, the motormouth of a dog. Pirate was able to start talking about canned dog food, then instantly switch to where he hid Lizzie’s shoes and then finish with something about the creatures after her. His bravado whenever they faced a paranormal being managed to keep my attention much more than Lizzie’s cowering or bravery in each case.

And of course Dimitri! I don’t know what is going on through Angie Fox’s mind, but if she knows a Greek guy like him, she should introduce him to me at the very least! Because guys like him are nowhere to be found in this damn country! I wanted to rip his clothes off and lick that damn trail that showed the way to the “promised land” – no wonder Lizzie found it hard to concentrate whenever he was walking around shirtless (which was more often than not, and I still call bullshit and support the theory he was doing it on purpose). Not that I minded…

With Fox’s refreshing writing voice, and with the story picking up the pace again right after it seemed to calm down at the end, one can only imagine what the second book has in store for Lizzie – and, as a result, the reader. (pretty please make that even more hot scenes with Dimitri!)