Hunting Light

Demon Hunter’s Guild Series, Book 2

De: Savannah Rose, Amelia Gates

Narrado por: Mia Madison

When Mr. Black goes missing, Melody is left in charge of the New York Guild and burdened with the task of bringing her father home.

She's also been offered a place in Hell.

The decision should be a no brainer. Once a hunter, always a hunter. But with secrets unfolding and lives on the line, there's nothing easy about deciding between Hell and Home.

Contains mature themes.

©2019 Savannah Rose and Amelia Gates (P)2019 Tantor

Book Review: “Demon Hunters Guild: Hunting Light” ⭐️⭐️ (2/5 stars) Review by a very confused reader

Okay… so I think I read a book about demons? Or maybe it was angels? Or possibly both? Look, I’m honestly not sure what just happened, but I have a lot of feelings—and about half of them are bewilderment.

Let’s start with the basics: I picked up Demon Hunters Guild: Hunting Light thinking I was diving into a fast-paced paranormal fantasy. You know—some badass demon hunters, dramatic tension, ancient prophecies, maybe a forbidden romance or two. And to be fair… all of that was technically there. Sort of. Somewhere.

The main character (whose name I kept forgetting because she was either being called “Lightbearer,” “Seer,” or like five other vague titles) starts off in some dark forest (or maybe a city? hard to tell), fighting something that might’ve been a demon… or a corrupted angel? Then a guy with silver eyes shows up (hot, mysterious, dangerous—you know the type), and now she’s apparently part of a secret society with a library full of glowing books and a dragon skeleton in the basement?? I was INTO it. For about three chapters. Then it all sort of melted into an oozy soup of cryptic conversations and mood swings.

Half the time I wasn’t sure if characters were flirting or trying to murder each other. And don’t get me started on the guild politics—I feel like I missed an entire prequel explaining the rules, because people kept throwing around terms like “The Binding” and “The Reckoning” like I should just know what that means. I did not.

The writing itself? Beautiful in places. Very dramatic. Lots of shadows and smirks and glowing runes. But also a LOT of brooding. So. Much. Brooding. Everyone was brooding or bleeding or breaking into ancient vaults for reasons I only half understood.

Was I entertained? Honestly, yes.
Was I confused for 80% of it? Also yes.
Will I read the next one? …Maybe. I think I have to, just to figure out what the heck was actually going on.