Apprentice warrior Blake St. Blake is the Chosen One, raised by an ancient order to defend the world against evil. Well, maybe not the whole world, but at least his neighborhood in downtown Detroit. When a dreaded reflux demon is sighted in a local cemetery, Blake is sent off to his very first battle, armed with his sword, his super-senses, his black leather duster, and a few well-rehearsed one-liners.
But another Chosen One gets in Blake’s way—an apprentice wizard named Shadow. While the boys argue about who’s the more chosen of the two, the demon escapes.
Blake wants to be angry, but it turns out he and Shadow have a lot in common. Besides, Shadow’s pretty cute, and Blake can’t help but think that the wizard’s skills (and hands and lips and other bits) might make the perfect complement to his. Blake and Shadow are brave enough to challenge the reflux demon in a second battle, but will they have the courage to tell each other how they feel?
Blake is on a information mission in a cemetery when he meets up with Shadow. Blake is supposedly the only Chosen One but then this street talking beautiful man/boy tells him that indeed there are Chosen One’s for each Order. Blake is more than a bit stunned that he isn’t THE Chosen one but tries to deal with it as best he can.
Blake and Shadow talk and though they kind feel a kindred bond between the two they play it off and act tough and go their separate ways. Later when they are seeking the demon once again they meet up and end up partnering to send the demon back to hell.
Ok this book is hilarious. It’s only 46 pdf pages but it made me laugh multiple times throughout.
Blake is so stunned that he’s not the one and only and that is pretty funny but he’s so determined to speak the proper demon slaying way – is there a certain way? IDK, but he seems to think so. Then there’s Shadow who is a tough smack-talkin almost demon hunter that is just truly as young and naïve as Blake is. This gives you a bit of a taste of the differences in the two:
I rose from my half-crouch, a war cry gathering in my throat. My balls once again surged upward. Ignoring my scaredy-cat testicles, I took a deep breath, raised my sword, and rushed at it.
“Fear me, oh spawn of Satan. For I am Blake St. Blake and I have come to return you to Hell!”
I had to slow my run a bit to get that all out before I arrived.
A flicker of movement caught my eye, but it was too late for me to stop my charge.
Another creature sprang from the darkness, weapon at the ready, crying, “Yo, asswipe. I’m gonna rip off your head and spit down your throat!”
I ground to a halt in front of the confused demon. And honestly, I was as confused as it was. I didn’t know which one to smite: the ax-wielding, acid-spitting, fire-belching demon, or this other thing, cloaked in dark cloth and brandishing a glowing stick.
“Who be-est thou?” I demanded of the newcomer. I had to shout to be heard over my pounding heart. At least I’d remembered to use formal demon-hunter language like the heroes in books and movies did.
“What the fuck?” the cloaked being said, raising his glowing stick.
The story is about two man-boys trying to figure out their place in their “professions” and how to deal with that. as well getting a handle on their attraction to each other. The story is short and sweet with a mall sex scene and not too much depth at all but I SO liked it. A definite must if you want to put a smile on your face.
Rating: 4 out of 5