Yes, Sweet Evil does put an original spin on all the angel/demons/nephilim stories that are out there. But nevertheless, this does not alter the fact that it's still complete and utter rubbish. The sheer amount of ridiculousness in this 464 pages long novel is dumbfounding. I spent a great deal of time laughing in disbelief or growling in frustration because of it.
The characters are as one dimensional as a stick figure. Their behavior is odd (I don't know of a single person who talks and acts like these characters do), OOC and illogical. And sometimes even just plain wrong.
Anna is the mother of goodie-two-shoes. She doesn't lie. (Well, she did once... On purpose. Shocker! Wait till you read what she lied about. LOL. *rolls eyes*) Words like sexy and hott--yes, with a double t--didn't exist in her vocabulary until she met Kaidan. She cries all the time. She's naïve. She says one thing, but does the other. She goes all `Double Rainbow' over seeing a rainbow and crossing the state border. The only thing I couldn't figure out about her--and what drove me a bit crazy--is why the hell she doesn't own a cell phone.
Her adoptive mother, Patti, is the worst and most awkward parent ever. Not only did she knowingly allow her just-turned 16-year-old (and extremely naïve) daughter on a 5-day cross-country trip with a 17-yeard-old boy that she doesn't know at all (and I mean AT ALL), oh no, she also went down the awkward route and told that same boy to bring her daughter back with her virtue intact.
"Hands off, Mister!"
Yes, she actually said that. Who talks like this? And what adult weeps like a 10-year-old when facing a problem?
Anna's father is the Duke of drinking and drug abuse. He and his demon minions are responsible for all the drunks and drug addicts in this world, basically. So, being the good father that he is, he shows his daughter how to hold her liquor.
"You're gonna need to learn your drinking limits. I don't want you to end up in a situation where you don't know your boundaries."
"How am I supposed to learn?"
"You drink. Under my supervision. Well figure out how much you can handle in a certain amount of time, and practice controlling it so you can stay coherent and not get drunk."
I know she's supposed to lure people into drinking and stuff, but there are things/words no father, demon or not, should teach or say to his child.
And then there's Kaidan. Or as Anna once said: "Kai, like Thai, only yummier." (*rolls eyes*) He is in a band, he has the looks, an English accent and is the son of the Duke of Lust--totally swoon-worthy bad boy material, right? No. Nope. Absolutely not. A tortured, brooding and fairly boring man-slut/male prostitute, that's the best and only way to describe Kai. I was utterly disgusted every time he said to Anna that he needs to go `working.' How can you fall for someone who needs to, yes, needs to, bang some bimbo's brains out every night is beyond my understanding.
Just like the characters, the story did, too, rub me totally the wrong way. Higgins completely failed to create a believable and internally consistent narrative. It went from one ridiculous and odd thing to another. The way she moved the story from point A to point B was unsettling. It gave me the feeling that she didn't care at all how strange and downright bizzare certain things would sound or look like. As if all that she wanted was to get the characters/storylines into a desired position as quickly as possible. Screw logic and common sense.
» No money for a road trip? Let the loaded 17-year-old boy, the MC and her mother just met, offer them both a ride.
» A road trip with a parent would be boring and the parent would endanger the opportunity for long lustful nights? Just write down that the mother has to work. No reader will mind that her child is only sixteen. She will totally come off as a hip and cool mom.
» But where will they sleep? They can't rent a room in a motel. Duh, just make Kaidan an emancipated minor.
» It's time to bring daddy into the picture, but he's in prison and you really need him out of there? How convenient that he happens to have a parole hearing coming up. That's just so dandy!
I could go on and on...
And don't even let me start how pointless the whole road trip was in the end.
Would I recommend this read? No, absolutely not. Not even to my biggest enemy. But seeing how many other readers were thrilled by this book... I don't know. Maybe some of you will, for some inexplicable reason, actually like it. But Sweet Evil most definitely wasn't my cup of tea.