Son of Asmodeus throws readers into a world where angels, demons, and humans all fight over faith, fate, and the heavy price of truth. The story follows John “Sully” Sullivan, a former monk turned demon hunter who learns that his bloodline ties him to both Heaven and Hell. His battles stretch from the chaos of celestial war to the gritty alleys of Los Angeles, where divine secrets, lost memories, and half-truths come crashing together. It’s an urban fantasy layered with centuries of guilt, loyalty, and the question of what it means to belong when both light and darkness claim you.

The writing has a cinematic punch. Fights are vivid, and the tension never lets up, but what really hooked me wasn’t the action. It was the ache under it all. Sully’s struggle with identity and redemption hit me hard. I found myself rooting for him, even when he made choices that hurt. The mix of religious mythology and raw emotion worked better than I expected. Sometimes the dialogue leaned a bit heavy on exposition, but the story’s heart kept me going. I could feel the loneliness in every scene, the way faith can turn into a burden when you start to doubt your own soul.

The world itself is wild and haunting. The author plays with ancient language, heavenly wars, and smoky Los Angeles bars as if they all belong in the same universe. And somehow, they do. The pacing runs hot and cold. Slow, meditative moments mixed with sudden bursts of blood and fire, but I liked that rhythm. It gave me time to breathe before diving back in. The emotional pull is strong, too. There were times I felt uneasy, other times strangely hopeful.

Son of Asmodeus is the kind of story I’d hand to readers who love dark fantasy with a moral twist. If you like stories where angels bleed and sinners pray, where the hero is broken but still stands up swinging, this one’s for you. It’s not a light read, but it’s full of grit, heart, and that small flicker of grace that refuses to die.

Pages: 186 | ASIN : B0BLXMTCXC