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Hexed by Kevin Hearne


Atticus O’Sullivan, last of the Druids, doesn’t care much for witches. Still, he’s about to make nice with the local coven by signing a mutually beneficial nonaggression treaty--when suddenly the witch population in modern-day Tempe, Arizona, quadruples overnight. And the new girls are not just bad, they’re badasses with a dark history on the German side of World War II.

With a fallen angel feasting on local high school students, a horde of Bacchants blowing in from Vegas with their special brand of deadly decadence, and a dangerously sexy Celtic goddess of fire vying for his attention, Atticus is having trouble scheduling the witch hunt. But aided by his magical sword, his neighbor’s rocket-propelled grenade launcher, and his vampire attorney, Atticus is ready to sweep the town and show the witchy women they picked the wrong Druid to hex.



Rate & take





I'm still enjoying the series but I find (and maybe I'm alone in this oddity of mine) 
myself wishing the main character could have some fun and R & R before the battle armor has to be donned. Or even time for a nice conversation over a cup of tea, which he makes in his bookstore so its not much of a stretch.

The precise reason I enjoyed book one a bit more was because there was less action and a lot more getting to know the everyday world of the character. This book has lots of strife and obstacles to stare down (which keeps a plot interesting) but keeps me a nervous Nelly. Putting all my reading peculiarities aside this is some solid, entertaining, writing. For fans in the know, I liken the readability of these books to Jim Butcher's series, The Dresden Files.