Charlie Davidson Series
by Darynda Jones
St. Martins Press
About the Book One:
This whole grim reaper thing should have come with a manual.
Or a diagram of some kind.
A flow chart would have been nice.
Charley Davidson is a part-time private investigator and full-time grim reaper. Meaning, she sees dead people. Really. And it’s her job to convince them to “go into the light.” But when these very dead people have died under less than ideal circumstances (like murder), sometimes they want Charley to bring the bad guys to justice. Complicating matters are the intensely hot dreams she’s been having about an entity who has been following her all her life…and it turns out he might not be dead after all. In fact, he might be something else entirely. But what does he want with Charley? And why can’t she seem to resist him? And what does she have to lose by giving in?
With scorching-hot tension and high-octane humor, First Grave on the Right is your signpost to paranormal suspense of the highest order.
Please be warned: this is a series review, so while I’m trying not to post spoilers, I am talking about the series as a whole and not an individual book.
It’s been a long time since I’ve binged an entire series back to back. I prefer to pace myself by reading other things in between, because I easily burn out and end up quitting when I read one after the other. It’s a testament to Miss Darynda Jones that it didn’t happen to me this time. My Charley Davidson read started on a whim, but after completing the first book I was hooked. Nothing else seemed to hold my attention and I kept coming back to this thirteen book series. After getting caught up, I learned:
Charley Davidson = effective chaos.
Charley reminded me a lot of Stephanie Plum, but where Stephanie just sort of stumbles around blindly and things still worked out, Charley actually has real PI skills. They’re both ridiculous, but with Charley there’s something calculated about it. Plus, she’s witty. Witty always wins. Darynda took the mouthy, over the top, accident prone, heroine trope and made awesomesauce with it.
It wasn’t only Charley either. I also thought Darynda Jones did a fantastic job with all the characters in the series. I liked how Charley had a family. Frequently in the UF/PNR series the main character is alone in the beginning, but not Charley. She’s surrounded by best friends, an uncle, a father, a sister, a niece… the list goes on. They were her Scooby gang, because we all know the hero(ine) is only as effective as his/her team. Could Charley have managed without them, probably, but it was a lot more fun with them around. And probably a lot less tragic.
And of course, you can’t talk about the Charley Davidson series without mentioning the extremely combustible hotness that is Reyes Farrow!
I admit, when I was reading Second Grave on the Left, I found all the face holding, body pressing, and stroking, over the top. However, I grew to recognize how Charley and Reyes were like attracting magnets. They are unable to resist the pull that connects them at the mouth and groin. It was pretty damn steamy. He was pretty freaking sexy. Seriously, like perfectly described for Birdie. Dark wavy hair, dark eyes, leanly muscled, moves like a big cat, dangerous…. yum. I want the one. Shhhh, don’t tell my husband.
Now, this wouldn’t really be a review without any critiques. This series isn’t perfect. First, I couldn’t tell if the ever changing mythology was planned, or if the author just kept thinking of something new and supposedly ‘better’. With each book we ‘discovered’ everything we’d been told previously was wrong. In every book. It made it hard to connect with what made each character who they are. Their past/history wasn’t even remotely solid. It felt like trying to stand on water yet being asked to keep your balance. I felt off kilter the entire time, and not in the fun way.
I’m not saying there can’t be twists or surprises, only there were so many (about the same thing) I stopped being surprised and started feeling annoyed.
I also struggle anytime distrust between a couple is used as a plot device without merit. I have to believe it. I need to understand it. I need to relate. In the Charley Davidson books, the romance between Charley and Reyes would be the Romeo and Juliet trope. They are on opposite sides. It’s ‘to be together means the world would end’ type stuff. There’s a lot of warranted distrust in the beginning, however there reaches a point in the series when I started rolling my eyes. I read 12 books; I feel like it’s not a spoiler to say at a certain point over the course of twelve books there shouldn’t be any more doubts. The fact that the author still based the later books on distrust felt disingenuous. Charley and Reyes should have known better.
So no, the Charley Davidson series wasn’t without flaws. Still, those flaws never caused me to set the series aside. There was too much that was fun about them for me to care. I love Charley and Reyes, and I can’t wait to read how Darynda Jones closes the chapter on them. Because- see, it has to only be the first chapter in a saga. This story is far too big to be fully closed in one last book. There is no way.
We have to get a Beep series. Seriously.
Miss Jones, please tell me you’re writing about Beep!
I have the last book in the series.. I have missed out on the middle 3… Got to read.. But I agree to your review… Sometimes I want the book to go beyond their relationship into more meaty plot.. Got to catch up from 9th to 12th book
Exactly. I love UF, and I thought a lot about Kate and Curran while reading this. There is a way to keep the romance prevalent without making it the entire plot of the story. That’s where this one got it wrong. STILL, I couldn’t stop reading! 🙂
I’ve heard great things about this series. Several of my friends are addicted. I have yet to read a book. I’m glad you enjoyed it for the most part. Nice review!
Thanks! I actually think you’d like this series, if you ever do get around to it.
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Sounds intriguing!! I’m adding it to my TBR list!!
It’s loads of fun! It was perfect for binging, which apparently my head space needed.
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