Bitter Aries

The Zodiac, Book 1

De: Paul Sating

Narrado por: Paul Sating

Hell is ready for a change. Too bad no one told its hero.

All demons have magic. Except me. And that's just the beginning of my troubles.

An ancient demon, one of Hell's most powerful magic users, has disappeared. Rumors have it that he's in the Overworld, living among mortals and hiding while he plots to bring down demons and angels alike.

And I’m the lucky one who got tasked with the job of bringing him back to answer for his crimes.

But being Hell’s only demon without magic has made me somewhat of a leper, and it’s not like I have a squad of hitmen to help—an inconvenient fact for Hell’s rulers who see something useful in me.

Aries, the first of the Zodiac. Hell's most feared outlaw. A despised magic-user. And it's up to me to hunt him down.

Call me a superhero? Better to call me dead. After all, the mortal realm is the only place demons can be killed—exactly where my mission is taking me.

All I wanted was a steady job to afford my own place, preferably far away from the noise of chimera and annoying fae. I never asked to travel to the mortal realm to find an escapee who could flick his fingers and evaporate me faster than Hellfire.

I’ll have to ask Hell’s rulers what they saw in me…if I make it out alive.

Hell hath no fury like a demon without a snowball’s chance.

THE ZODIAC

A Snarky Urban Fantasy Series By Paul Sating.

Are you looking for action-packed urban fantasy with snarky characters? Do you want paranormal journeys with plenty of magic, mythology, folklore, and snarky humor?

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An extremely mundane magical story

It’s bad enough Zeke has no magic, but even his two amigos, sent up to Earth from the underworld to recover Aries, don’t do anything magical or supernatural. Same for Aries, a prince of Hell, and beings like Lucifer, who do little more than teleport to places. All of this meant the story was very ordinary: a Scooby gang of three millennia-old teenage imps marveling over cell phones and ice machines and talking with Aries about the underworld’s politics and the plight of humans in the overworld (Earth).

The plots were muddled. For example, why send three imps with zero training, and no clue about demon politics, to bring back a Prince of Hell? These three act like teenagers, yet talk of their history class from their 380th year, begging the question of how they are so clueless and naive. These three are demons, but have parents, go to school, and, judging from the cover art, look (and talk, and act) like humans?
If demons look different, their otherworldly appearance is barely addressed (halfway through the book, we learn Bilbo has big ears). There are mentions of pixies and harpies, but no time is spent describing what they look like or investing them with personalities.

The bland telling and scarce showing made this a forgettable story.
This is where the series ends for me.