My rating: 1 of 5 stars
I REALLY hate writing bad reviews, but I must be honest. This was possibly one of the worst book I've ever read, I actually didn't even finish reading it because Dante had me so ticked off. He in an asshole. Period. I don't see how the author expects us to really believe that the two main characters can have a romantic relationship. He talks about how ugly she is and how she needs to wear braces. He scrutinizes EVERYTHING about her. She is took skinny, ugly hair, bad skin, etc. I just kept shaking my head while I was reading this. I got to the part where he puts her in a dress and considers her "passable". Really?! I just.. ugh. I will not be recommending this book to anyone.
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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.