Book Review: Fourth Grave Beneath My Feet (Charley Davidson #4)

Book Review

Fourth Grave Beneath My Feet (Charley Davidson #4)

Darynda Jones

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ (5 Stars)

Mystery, Supernatural, Comedy, Romance

The books are getting even better. The wicked sense of humour that pervades each tomb sparkles throughout each page more than a Twilight vampire sparkles in California sunshine. But now, Darynda Jones is getting even better at the suspense and twists that make the mystery even more gripping.

I’ll bet it’s totally a coincidence that, in the fourth book of the series, Charley Davidson solves four cases at the same time. Not. Sure, it’s not like she does it all entirely on purpose, all the time. Maybe she stumbles into things a little and then they all work out fot the best, but still, Charley is brave (or crazy), smart enough to make some good guesses, and never gives up. Which is pretty much how anyone needs to be to get things done.

I did not see the Harper twist coming. That was smart. Thinking back, you think that would have shown up in an earlier book. Though I guess maybe Mr Jones might have been trying to avoid that one. A little heartwrenching, I admit. Which means the writing was well done.

There’s a little more demon action in this book. More action in general. The bikers make a fun appearance. Reyes is a little better this time around, but I’ll probably never understand the whole brooding, violent to the point of abusive, intimidating, emotionally out-of-control thing. Sure, he’s phsyically hot and sexy or whatever, but pesonality-wise, other than saving her ass all the time, what’s so special? I get the feeling like he’s just a big, very moody guard dog who gets sympathy from being formerly abused as a youngster.

He’s the ultimate bad boy, but why is this attractive? Women must be swooning over him, but why? Being involved with him is like constantly living life in that one moment before a car crash when you’re totally anticipating mayhem and pain. Exciting? Sure. Atractive? For the masochistic maybe? Practical? No. Whatever. No-one in the history of humanity, including every woman ever, has ever claimed to understand women.

Still, great book! Make a pot of coffee and then spend all Saturday devouring it. Then start Book 5, which is also awesome. Especially the Ozzy cameo. Cracked me the heck up.

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