Ezekiel has been a Watcher angel for thousands of years, and now he wants a promotion to Guardian status. When he shows up for a meeting at Purgatory, Inc. Zeke gets the shock of his lifetime when his boss and Higher Power commands him to bring back Azazel, Death’s assistant.
Throw in the devil, a possible apocalypse, and a partner in archangel Sam and Zeke might get more than just his Guardian angel wings.
Nikka Michaels lives in the rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs with heat. A voracious reader, novice knitter and music lover she’s been known to multitask without breaking a sweat. She believes everyone deserves a love story.
This short story is a mindless entertainment – and I mean that statement in a POSITIVE way. Look, sometimes, I need a story that is not too heavy, not too serious ... a story that’s just cheeky & fun, that can make me chuckle or giggle along the way. Saving Sam is exactly that.
The plot is exactly what is written in the book summary – but the idea of God being a Hippie, and Lucifer is in female form called Lucy, as well as quite a number of wonderful one-liners and banter exchanged between Zeke and Samael were amusing. There were some sexy times though — even if the reason for Zeke and Sam having sex was, well, a bit on the silly side (but it matched the tone, so I wasn’t exactly complaining *haha*). I couldn’t help enjoying the world that Nikka Michaels created here.
I was a bit annoyed with the ‘twist’ in the end though – I thought it was a rather cruel thing to do to Zeke. No matter what the reasons, I would throw tantrums!!
Bottom line, if you want something fun in between, this could be an option.
I enjoyed the hell out of this book. (I swear – that’ll be the only pun I use.)
To begin with, I drooled over the cover. A smoking hot dude and an adorably sweet looking guy with wings? Yes, please. Judging a book by it’s cover – come on – we all do it - I assumed which one was Sam and which one needed saving. I couldn’t have been more wrong about the characters or the storyline. The moment God appeared as a hippy (“Just call me Steve.”), I realized: this is why they say not to do that judgy-thing.
Nikka Michaels’ snarky wit shines through in every sentence. This book had me laughing and highlighting passages left and right. The quick, clever dialog – especially whenever God was in the room – left me snickering time and time again. Even when God (Steve) and his Archangel (Sam) are discussing how to take on some badass evildoers, they don’t lose their sense of humor – it is heaven – or Purgatory, Inc., after all.
“Let me be frank.” “Can I still be Sam?”
When my precious little Watcher angel, Zeke needs some Divine intervention and looks to the sky and asks, “Are you there, Steve? It’s me, Zeke,” I thought I’d wet myself. Anyone who’s read “Are you there, God? It’s me, Margaret,” will get the reference.
There is A/A sex (Angel/Angel) and, if you’ve read anything Nikka Michaels has written before, I don’t need to tell you the sex is well-written and hot as hell. (That’s not a heaven/hell pun – that’s just the truth.) The description of fluttering wings added a whole new visual that made me think I only want to read about angels from now on….
The only thing I didn’t like about Saving Sam was the length. I wanted it to be much, much longer (that’s what she said). So sue me. I couldn’t’ resist that pun and in this case, it’s appropriate on so many levels.
I think I may have mentioned in previous posts about Nikka Michael’s books how much I love her words. Her imagination never ceases to amaze me. She creates a world for her characters and plants me slap bang in the middle of it as soon as I’ve read the first few opening paragraphs. The sensation of being transported to a different realm was a bit stronger in Saving Sam than it has been in Michael’s contemporary stories. Purgatory was a real place within moments after I started this book and the story and characters dragged me into its depths instantly.
I could happily believe in a God who wants to be called Steve and says things like:
“Walk with me, Zeke. Oh, and unfurl the wings a little. You’re harshing my spiritual buzz.”
I adored Zeke and Sam and loved how Michaels turned their roles completely around. We may think Sam is the experienced, bad ass archangel, as the title suggests things aren’t quite that simple and we soon learn sweet innocent Sam is indeed a force to be reckoned with.
Of course, if Divine powers and sexy angels aren’t enough to entice you, there are zombies (or Deadies) to keep you occupied. And that’s before I even mention the rather hot angel sex.
Summarising, this is an exciting, entertaining, hot and ultimately sweet short story. I’m always eager for more books by this author. This time I’m also curious about the other Purgatory Inc. stories. Bring it on.
Maybe it's just me but this one ended up on the "Meh" list ... not *quite* a wall banger but close. Yes, there was some interesting world building and moments of cuteness -- bit of an original take on zombies, too -- but just not enough to bring it up another star. Oh sure, there was plenty of hot sex but I don't think I'd go so far as to call it a romance between the MCs, more like a lust-fest with a bit of a "crush" thrown in. Certainly not love, I don't think that was even mentioned by either party.
And the twist at the end? Annoyed the ever-lovin' daylights outta me. Put it this way: were I in Zeke's shoes I'd have said "screw you", turned in my halo and taken off to parts unknown. Because no matter how rational the explanation for it might be, that was still a pretty shabby stunt to pull.
Saving Sam was a great little novella. I liked the world building that I saw here and the overall premise. Sam and Zeke are both interesting. I'm looking forward to the other stories in this series.
This is such an adorable little story. I needed a break from my "serious" reading, and this was perfect. It was lighthearted and campy, which was just what I needed.