Sixth and last in the Georgina Kincaid urban fantasy romance series revolving around a succubus who has fallen in love in Seattle, Washington.
Georgina has quit the bookstore due to all the discomfort after Seth broke off with Maddie to go back to Georgina. Well, to be fair, Maddie never did know that Georgina and Seth had been an item. Georgina is now working as a Santa’s helper while she looks for a new job and helps take care of Andrea and Terry’s kids while Andrea is undergoing her chemo treatments.
Seth and Georgina have had a rough time of it and it appears that Hell intends for it to be rougher yet as they interfere with Seth’s family and insist on transferring Georgina to Las Vegas. The timing of this transfer is so odd that all sorts of red flags erupt causing Roman to investigate.
One of the red flags is when Georgina gets to Vegas for her introductory trip because it’s all so wonderful. A fabulous start with first-class pick-up at the airport, a suite, an old friend who just happens to be transferred at the same time, amazing new friends as well as the job of a lifetime…uh-uh, something’s wrong.
And it all started when Georgina mentioned that Seth had mumbled her original name, Letha. Another red flag that triggers a past-life regression trip for Seth. Results that cause Roman to sacrifice anything to ensure the truth will out.
The main character is Georgina Kincaid, a succubus who has lost heart in acquiring the souls demanded by Hell because she has fallen in love with Seth Mortenson, the writer of her favorite detective series.
I love what Mead does with her characters. A fondue dinner party followed by a game of Pictionary with a drawing for Secret Santas with guests who include an angel, an archdemon, two vampires, an imp with his own FaceBook page making friend requests, and a succubus.
Oh, man, we get to meet Seth’s mom and anti-corporate-obsessed, cheap, younger brother Ian. Mom is appalled that Georgina is sleeping with Seth while Ian is constantly going off on the awfulness of corporate thought and white sugar products—pity the poor schoolkids who get the brown-rice-flour-and-garbanzo-bean-flour cupcakes! And all to celebrate “the mainstream domination of the Judeo-Christian machine”.
I do love Carter! He is so not what one would expect of an angel!! Not only does he spend time hanging out with Hell’s denizens but he’s so much of a regular, that he is notorious for how he treats wine:
“At the mention of his name, the only heavenly creature in the room looked up. ‘Sweet,’ he said, accepting the box from me. ‘Santa’s little helper delivers.’ He opened up the [wine] box’s dispenser and looked at Peter expectantly. ‘Do you have a straw?’ “
The main theme throughout the series has always been about Georgina being in love with Seth and the difficulty of having a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship when the succubus half has to entice people into sex so she can drain their life forces. And having to avoid sex with the love of her life so she doesn’t drain his life force. It’s certainly given Mead the opportunity to explore all sorts of relationship issues as well as examining the whole Good versus Evil issue.
I so enjoy how Mead incorporates the everyday of human life with “evil” creatures employed by Hell from the dinners they enjoy, movie nights, out clubbing, celebrating holidays, and, oh yeah, in this one, to training together as a bowling team to build Hellish morale for Jerome’s Seattle minions to beat Nanette’s Portland flunkies.
In this installment, Mead creates a sense of urgency with Andrea’s relapses and Georgina’s insistence that the family takes priority over her and Seth’s relationship especially when combined with Georgina’s sudden transfer to Las Vegas. It’s young Kayla who red flags the interference with the final nail in the coffin placed with Carter’s help and nailed in with Roman and Hugh’s assistance.
A very well-thought-out series and I hate that this is the end of it. It makes sense, but, I will miss the gang!
The cover is a close-up of Georgina with her bright emerald eyes, pouting, bright-red mouth, straight brown hair wearing an elaborate cross pendant and an intriguingly soft, partially transparent white top and a vague impression of Seattle in the background.
The title is revealing just as the question of contracts is revealed to have merit.