Thursday, April 4, 2013

Review: The Collector: A Dante Walker Novel

The Collector: A Dante Walker Novel by Victoria Scott
The Collector (Dante Walker, #1) He makes good girls...bad.

Dante Walker is flippin’ awesome, and he knows it. His good looks, killer charm, and stellar confidence have made him one of hell’s best—a soul collector. His job is simple: weed through humanity and label those round rears with a big red good or bad stamp. Old Saint Nick gets the good guys, and he gets the fun ones. Bag-and-tag.

Sealing souls is nothing personal. Dante’s an equal-opportunity collector and doesn't want it any other way. But he’ll have to adjust, because Boss Man has given him a new assignment:

Collect Charlie Cooper’s soul within ten days.

Dante doesn't know why Boss Man wants Charlie, nor does he care. This assignment means only one thing to him, and that’s a permanent ticket out of hell. But after Dante meets the quirky Nerd Alert chick he’s come to collect, he realizes this assignment will test his abilities as a collector…and uncover emotions deeply buried. ~ Goodreads
Dante Walker is flippin’ awesome. The Collector is flippin’ amazing. And Victoria Scott is flippin’ phenomenal.
Dante Walker: Enter the egotistical jerk of a leading male and through whom you read the entire book. Hundreds of pages filled with his thoughts and perspective. Dialogue heard through his demonic ears and sights seen through his judgmental eyes.  Sounds great, doesn't it? Well I have to give Ms. Scott props, it was original. She didn't sweeten it up or give us readers and easy road to falling for him.
Charlie Cooper: Here she is, the magnificently innocent leading female.  There is seriously no way not to love Charlie. She gets caught in the cross fire of Dante’s life and takes everything with stride. She isn't perfect, but who is?  But when does mess up she takes responsibility and does what she can to fix it. She is smart and trusting and I can’t find one thing I don’t like about her.  
Victoria Scott did a phenomenal job. I was anticipating this book with great intensity for months and all the pining paid off. The writing was flawless. The characters were life-like. And the plot was seamless. I was in a reading coma for 8 hrs-no joke- while reading this book. Incredible all around.  
“Dante,” Blue says, like he has a brilliant idea, “Let’s get some French fries. Do they have French fries here?”
“French Fries!” Charlie punches her arm in the air and hits the roof of the cab.
The cabbie looks at me with utter defeat, like he’s seen this a million times and has finally accepted his fate.

Annabelle covers her mouth to keep from laughing, then lays her head on Blue’s shoulder. He in turn lays his head against the window, and Charlie lays her head on Annabelle’s shoulder.  They look like fallen dominoes. Or fallen soldiers. Or maybe just drunk asses. I tandem, the close their eyes and pass out. 

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