A review by miaandherbooks
A Demon's Guide to Wooing a Witch by Sarah Hawley

4.5

Did I finish the previous instalment of this series thinking that there is absolutely no way in hell (ba dum tss) stuck-up, evil, fedora-wearing (🤮) Azaroth of the Nine could ever get redeemed in a way that would make me like him as a love interest? Yes, definitely. Was I not even a hundred pages into this book before I was blushing, giggling and kicking my feet like a teen girl reading her first good fanfic at 3 am in the morning on a school night? … Also yes 🫥

But shit, that stupid wannabe Lucius Malfoy cosplayer/

half-demon

really has a way of wrapping you around his finger before you can even blink, all right?! And he randomly spouts the most romantic lines you’ve ever read, too!

He crawled up her body, settling his hips between her spread thighs. Then he was kissing her, hard and hungry. "I'll never get enough of you," he said against her lips. "The sun could die and the stars could fall and the earth could rip itself apart, and none of that would matter, so long as you were in my arms."

Was the pacing a bit off? Yeah. Did I think the ending was rushed and not done ideally? Also yeah. But this was such a fun read that I couldn’t possibly rate it any lower. I really liked the little secret adventure our protagonists went on, I loved how much of a badass Calladia is, and I absolutely adored Lilith and all her craziness (shoutout to AO3, hell yeah!).

Also, this passage really stuck with me because it’s the first time I saw part of my own personal brand of optimistic nihilism be put into words:

While she waited for his response, Calladia closed her eyes and lifted her face to the sun. The woods were wild and awake, full of buzzes, chirps, and rustles. The wind that tugged at her hair also ruffled the treetops and raced over the hills and valleys, like the exhalations of some great beast of the earth.
Being in nature made her feel small, but in a good way. Maybe that was part of being human. In the long stretch of time, she was just a blip. And when you were a blip, you didn't have to worry about the weight of eons. You could live as loudly as you wanted in the space allotted to you.