The first book was a moderately meandering urban fantasy about supernatural politics through the eyes of a young, wish-fulfillment character (supernatThe first book was a moderately meandering urban fantasy about supernatural politics through the eyes of a young, wish-fulfillment character (supernatural powers, gaining powers from other groups, working with covert agencies, with a beautiful vampire princess desperately in love with him).
This volume cuts out any pretense and goes for urban fantasy as juvenile comic book: more superpowers, more sex, every problem solved with simple violence, and no real story other than "how can this guy piss everyone off and still scare them into giving him anything he wants." By the end, Adam Baldwin wouldn't play him(1).
There isn't really a plot here—it reads as if Freytag's Pyramid had been used for target practice by Napoleon's troops—but the vague direction is the protag getting more powerful, pissing off or scaring everyone, and threatening everyone he scares or pisses until they let him do anything he wants, no matter how dangerous he's suggested that would be.
The interpersonal conflict resolves around a series of sitcom miscommunications between him and his girlfriend, all of which his friends refuse to explain, ostensibly because they're too busy trying to out-flex someone somewhere.
And the denouement (there is no climax, instead we have a rapid falling action as the protag demonstrates that he's able to destroy the United States and is therefore trustworthy) falls off the rails into complete adolescent wish-fulfillment: the protag stages a standoff with the US government where he demonstrates that he can kill the president, so they should stop treating him as a threat.
Really, that isn't a spoiler. It's fair warning.
The first book looked like it could go somewhere. Sadly, it took a left turn into "Immortal WWE Baddass Cagematch" territory (yes, there is a cagematch) and all the not-horrible politicking and character development of the first book was thrown out.
We do get a lot of light "but maybe I'm a monster" angst, in case you missed every book with vampires and werewolves in the last 20 years.
We do get lots of intimations of hot-and-heavy sex with the vampire princess "so beautiful that if she walked in to a Victoria's Secret runway show everyone would stare at her, even the models" (not a quote, but a close paraphrase).
We get what could be a plotline about a violent werewolf pack (unlike, say, the kind that puts him in a cagematch), but that is basically thrown away with "and he killed 200 of them in under a second" and pushed again in the next book, where he apparently hunts them down one by one or something.
And, of course, because this is set in NYC, we get extremist terrorists taking schools hostage and our hero saving the day despite the government clearly not caring if the kids die.
I don't know what happened between books one and two. But read book one if you want; I enjoyed it enough. And stop there.
Footnotes: 1) No offense intended to Adam Baldwin! But let's face it, he's made a career out of playing a certain type, and this caricature of that type would embarrass him....more
Summary: Interesting (and comfortably conventional) urban fantasy setting, memorable secondary characters, and a first-hit's-(almost)-free price makeSummary: Interesting (and comfortably conventional) urban fantasy setting, memorable secondary characters, and a first-hit's-(almost)-free price make this a fun enough romp. Just don't read the second.
Throws some good, established tropes together and stir: The rookie cop with a paranormal secret. The vampire-run nightclub. The secret, off-the-books NYPD unit that deals with the paranormal. The Evil Federal Agency That Gets In The Way Of Honest Cops. The "PCP-like" street drug made by paranormals. The beautiful vampire princess. Angels who hint that they could explain what's going on, but choose not to. The salt-of-the-Earth grandfather who raised the citified, supernatural-wielding young man with a savior complex. The ancient totem spirit who follows the protagonist around in the big city.
The apparently-new spice in the soup is that our protag exorcises demons, rather than being some other form of supernatural denizen. Of course, being a tough, slightly-smart-alecky protagonist exorcist(1), he has to refuse to talk about God while exorcising demons at the behest of various clergy(2), but that's what you expect from kids these days.
He's a rookie NYPD officer, so you know he'll be pulled in to a shadowy group that exists to keep the peace with vampires, werewolves, and whatever else they can find to shoot at. And the federal agency that does the same thing, being federal, will be run by tight-ass, career-minded jerks who want to make sure the honest cops of the NYPD fail.
And the vampire princess will be beautiful. And she will fall hopelessly in love with the protagonist the moment they meet.
And the new street drug making people go crazy and kill each other will be based on something supernatural and part of some plot that threatens the princess, the city, and probably life as we know it.
But don't get me wrong: I would have been happy to have read this even if it cost more than a dollar. It's schlock, but it's competently written schlock with fun characters (the totem spirit character—trying not to give any spoilers here—is especially memorable), the exorcism angle (although basically tossed off-screen early in the book) is nicely handled, the main character has a great collection of flaws and foibles (none of which the fantasy-wish-fulfillment vampire princess girlfriend could ever see, but she's not one of the better-drawn characters), and the expected plot direction (hint: it's vampire politics; it's always vampire politics) is quite readable.
There isn't really any plot here, just a series of vaguely-related things that happen, but for a quick, standalone story about an interesting angle on comfortable tropes, I'm glad I read it.
There is one caveat, though: I went ahead and read the second book in the series, Demon Driven. Don't. It's a bait-and-switch to a completely different genre, it display the weak stereotypes, hackneyed angst, and transparent sitcom miscommunications that the first book avoided, and it falls apart in a badly-plotted ending. Treat this as a one-shot and you'll do fine.
Footnotes: 1) You can't have an actual, religious protagonist—even an exorcist—unless he's a priest or (maybe) some other kind of clergy in a modern fantasy book without being pigeonholed as "Christian literature."(3) If that happens, your market expands tenfold, but no one outside of that market takes you seriously. And there are so many things wrong with that, I don't know where to begin.
2) This being NYC, clergy of all types are mentioned, as long as they aren't Muslim.
3) Of course, generic, woovy-groovy all-encompasing "Native American" shaman are grandfathered in, as long as they mostly follow some Americanized representation of a trickster god....more
Summary: There's nothing really wrong with this modern-fantasy-intercut-with-historical-fantasy. It's inexpensive and a quick read and a fine way to sSummary: There's nothing really wrong with this modern-fantasy-intercut-with-historical-fantasy. It's inexpensive and a quick read and a fine way to spend a few hours. I don't know that it starts a series I want to follow, but I'm glad enough to have spent some time with it.
This is one of that horde of self-published-on-Kindle genre fiction that keeps promising—someday—to give us gems that bypass the slush piles at overworked print houses but—in the meantime—keeps delivering good self-tests for aspiring copyeditors(1). The basic setup is stock enough to be comforting and unconventional enough to be tantalizing: cross-cut chapters between a modern, amnesiac, magic-wielding thief(2) and a 15th century magic-wielding monster hunter, thankfully without any real pretense that we don't know they're going to be the same person.
The main characters are likeable enough and the overall world setup is interesting. If you find the genre(s) enjoyable it's a reasonable way to clear the palate between books you'll care to remember.
And that's the problem. When I looked at the sequel (Born of Hatred) on the Amazon store, I realized that, despite having finished Crimes Against Magic less than three days ago, I can't actually recall the main character's situation at the end of the book. Or what his name was. Or what the actual primary conflict in the larger, modern setting was. I know it had something to do with someone trying to torture people to turn them into magical nasties, but I'm pretty sure that turned out to be uninteresting to the main character and he went off in search of someone else instead. I do think there was a fight scene against a gargoyle in the modern story. Maybe there were two. But I can't think of any reason to start the second book. It's $4.99 on Kindle, which may be above my "get it for a spare bus trip someday" level.
The 15th century story was much better presented. I knew what the character was doing and why he was doing it and I mostly cared that he succeeded. I definitely liked the secondary characters (and the villains) in that story. As a bit of fun, it was a bit of fun. As historical fantasy, it was just a bit of fun, though. I don't know that anything in the text couldn't have been transported to any other poorly-detailed time period or location that wasn't in a modern city. This wasn't "15th century France," it was "a generic place where mercenary werewolves were killing people on both sides of a war."
Oh, I remembered something else: there was a bit about someone claiming to be descended from Cassandra, despite the protag knowing that Cassandra died (well, was murdered) childless. This bit of interest was then promptly ignored and never picked back up.
So the modern story won't stack up for the modern, urban fantasy crime crowd; the backstory won't stack up for the historical fantasy crowd; and the actual plot has completely slipped my mind. But I definitely have a feeling that it was a pleasant way to spend some time when I was travelling over the holidays and the cheap price plus lack of weight to carry it along in digital form left me pleased enough to read it.
I'm happy to keep checking out Steve McHugh's new books. Sadly, I'm not sure I can talk myself into five bucks for the sequel to this one. I wouldn't look down on my friends if they read Crimes Against Magic the next time they want some discount comfort food. I'd even gladly lend them my copy (since digital lending is thoughtfully enabled on it, which I heartily applaud). And if one of my friends loaned me a copy of the sequel, I'd happily read it while watching TV or crocheting or something.
Maybe that isn't a bold, resounding endorsement, but it's a lot better than many of books that made it through the slush piles at some of the print houses.
1) Although the self-published-on-Amazon crowd (and, by and large, the self-published crowd) tend to poor line editing (typos, word confusion, bizarre layout, grammatical errors that distract the reader, etc.), this book didn't jump out in that way. I commented while I was reading it that it read very, very smoothly for the flock it flies with.
2) I think "modern, amnesiac, magic-wielding thief" is a common enough trope to warrant a name at this point. ...more