Seventeen-year-old Maggie Cunningham is tough, smart, and sassy. She’s also not like other girls her age, but then, who would be when the family business is monster hunting? Combat boots, ratty hooded sweatshirts, and hair worn short so nothing with claws can get a grip, Maggie’s concerns in life slant more toward survival than fashion or boys. Which presents a problem when Maggie’s mother informs Maggie that she can’t get her journeyman’s license for hunting until she loses her virginity.
Something about virgin blood turning vampires into pointy rage monsters. Blood and gore and insides being on the outside and all that.
Maggie’s battled ghosts and goblins and her fair share of house brownies, but finding herself a boy – fitting in with her peers – proves a much more daunting task than any monster hunt. Did you know normal girls don’t stuff their bras with holy water balloons? Nor do they carry wooden stakes in their waistbands. And they care about things like “matching” and “footwear.” Of course, they also can’t clean a gun blindfolded, shoot a crossbow, or exorcise ghosts from a house. Which means they’re lame and Maggie’s not. Because Maggie’s awesome. The Awesome, in fact. Just ask her. She’d be more than happy to tell you.
After she finds herself a date.
Maggie Cunningham is a monster hunter. Yep, you read that right. All those movies and books about vampires, witches, werewolves and ghosts? They exist, but not in the Hollywood glamorize way. You won’t see the vampires sparkle, but if you find yourself near a vampire club and happen to be still holding on to your virginity be prepared to be a vampire delicacy. And I bet you aren’t prepared for this little detail… there is even a Department of Paranormal Relations, a database that keeps tracks of the baddies and employs hunters for numerous monster reasons. And the rest of the normal society just seems to coexist, for the most part…
But, back to Maggie. 17, socially awkward, average looking, virgin with virtually no filter when it comes to speaking her mind. And for the most part she is perfectly ok with that, except for the virgin part. Not that she’s jumping at the chance to lose it, but it certainly limits her ability to become a badass hunter just like her mom, Janice. So, for the time being Maggie has to settle for being left at home for some jobs and find a way to get past that tiny detail stopping her from getting her hunting license. And for a homeschooled teenager with 1 friend it’s going to be harder than getting a driver’s license.
Let me say this… the book is not all about Maggie dropping her V card. But after a botched attempt at becoming deflowered the circumstances lead to a dead vampire and a bounty on Janice’s head. Now it will take a ghouled teenager, a very old vampire and a zombie getting into bed together (no pun intended) to save Maggie and her mom.
I couldn’t put this book down. You never knew what Maggie was going to do or say next. I looked forward to every sarcastic remark that came out of her mouth and her socially awkward moments just made it that much better. This has to be one of the very best paranormal books I have ever read. But don’t read it unless you have a sense of humor, a love for sarcasm, and a bit of a dirty mind. This is a must read!
***I received a digital ARC of this book from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review***