I paid three bucks for this book and...yeah, it's worth that, just. On Kindle Unlimited, it'd be an entertaining read, on Audible, with voice-actors, especially someone decent and Scottish, and some good sound effects for demon-summoning and such, it might be really enjoyable in a guilty pleasure kind of way, but not in a way that would have you using up your monthly book credit, because, just...nope. The world-building is very good, and the magic(k) system is well thought out and overall great stuff...but...
Everything else kind of...is not the best. It isn't horrible, but...it just...isn't that...good. Or good at all, really, but sometimes you need bad fiction to unwind and unplug because you're staying with your family for a week of shit and you just want to turn your brain off and this will do that...
But in the same way everclear will. You will be mildly embarrassed if your friends found you with this book on your shelf. In your kindle where only you can see and you can lie and say it is something more highbrow like Alan Furst (Furst is leagues above this, even without magic...though if Furst wanted to share this world, the shit he could do in it would be fucking golden, but maybe that'll be my little fanfic project that I write and then burn)...it's a fine thing to have, but make it look like you are drinking something mildly classier than this everclear of spy-fantasy. The author tries, kind of, with the characters, but not enough. You have the Scottish master sorcerer who just oozes low-rate-Sean Connery/Brian Cox-vibes of 'Do you want to solve this [magic] crime' (Rising Sun, anyone?), and the other lackluster viewpoint characters, and very hammed up Thule Society villains, and a main character who is (seemingly really anachronistic to me, but maybe it's just me and I'm off base with this, but, Cade? Really, that's the best you can do.) just not likable but seems to be the Magic Savior of the Allies for Reasons...
leave me hesitant to plunk down money to read the second book...
But that's probably what I'll do at Christmas because we each get through the holidays and the resultant slow-burn of familial quasi-strife and unpleasantness in our own ways.
And my way is schlock sci-fi and fantasy because I have problems that I probably should address with a paid professional, but, really, why bother with that when reading about this sort of thing is much cheaper and requires no appointment, right?
I am giving this book three stars because the world-building, again, is just tops. The characters and dialogue (oh, the dialogue) leave...many things to be desired. It is not the sort of book you'd be quoting to your friends unless you have some sort of bad fantasy quote drinking game which if I drank anymore, yeah, I'd play that game, and while this wouldn't win (though everyone wins in Swords and Shots), it'd get you good and hammered. If you want great literature, which, sure, that's what you're looking for reading this review, I can recommend a bunch of really top notch writers. But this makes John Conroe look like Milton. (lots of love to John Conroe)...if you want to read good trashy fantasy, read that, but this...I mean, read it, but...only so I can have someone to talk to about how cool the magic system is and how it is nice to see someone else who finally paid attention to the Ars Goetia, for once.