Running with the Devil

If this was the woman that was supposed to herald the end of days, all she had to do was smile like that, and all of humanity would go willingly.

John G. Hartness
Running with the Devil

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Note: The series has been combined into box sets. Quincy Harker, Demon Hunter Omnibus Volume One contains the first 12 novellas of the series.

Publisher’s Synopsis:
Glory gave up her wings to save the world; now, Harker and the Shadow Council are working to get them back. To do that, they have to locate eight AWOL archangels and convince them to go back to work. But not all these angels want to get back to the business of Heaven, and not all of them even remember who they are. 

Everyone’s favorite demon hunter is looking for a kidnapped archangel, and he’s got to do something completely out of character to do it – go to church. It seems there’s a band of extreme religious zealots running around North Carolina, and their current target is a local event promoter who just happens the be the archangel Uriel in disguise. When Harker follows the evidence to the extremists, he uncovers a lot more than a stuffed offering plate. 

Corrupt cops, drunken demons, unholy ministers, and a lot of leather and spandex make Running with the Devil one of the darkest Harker novellas yet! 

Point of view:
1st person.

Rellim’s Thoughts:
This is book 12 in the Quincy Harker Demon Hunter series by John G. Hartness. It’s also part 4 of a four part story arc spanning books 9-12. As such, there may be spoilers to earlier books in my review. This is also the last book in the Omnibus Volume 1.

Another Archangel, another wild adventure. Harker and the gang continue to be a lot of fun mixed with supernatural lore, mysteries, suspense, and maniacal adversaries. This time searching for Uriel leads to a fetish club where Harker, despite having seen pretty much everything, is completely out of place. When zealots crash the club, the investigation takes an interesting turn.

This one ends on a definite cliffhanger and next up is She Talks to Angels.

What can I say that hasn’t already been said over the last 11 books? James Anderson Foster has been the masterful captain of this wild ride and he continues to be perfect for Harker and Hartness’s writing.

About the author:
John G. Hartness is a teller of tales, a righter of wrong, defender of ladies’ virtues, and some people call him Maurice, for he speaks of the pompatus of love. He is also the award-winning author of the urban fantasy series The Black Knight Chronicles, the Bubba the Monster Hunter comedic horror series, the Quincy Harker, Demon Hunter dark fantasy series, and many other projects. He is also a cast member of the role-playing podcast Authors & Dragons, where a group of comedy, fantasy, and horror writers play Dungeons & Dragons. Very poorly.

In 2016, John teamed up with a group of other publishing industry ne’er-do-wells and founded Falstaff Books, a small press dedicated to publishing the best of genre fiction’s “misfit toys.” Falstaff Books has since published over 50 titles with authors ranging from first-timers to NY Times bestsellers, with no signs of slowing down any time soon.

In his copious free time John enjoys long walks on the beach, rescuing kittens from trees and playing Magic: the Gathering. John’s pronouns are he/him.

You can connect with John G. Hartness here:

About the narrator:
Dubbed “the Hardest Working Man in Audiobooks,” James Anderson Foster has won or been nominated for every major award in the audiobook industry, and was one of those kids who actually lettered in drama way back in High School (and if you ask nicely, he might even tell you just how far back that was).

Since that time, he’s done most of his acting behind a microphone, and has narrated audiobooks for a variety of publishers, across nearly all genres – both fiction and non.

My Favorite Quotes

“What makes you think I have anything against Christianity? I love the Christians! Shit, Harker, belief is currency to my kind, and nobody believes more in demons and Hell than dickhead Sunday morning Christians who fuck their secretaries every Friday before they go out to the strip clubs and pay for hand jobs in the VIP rooms while their wives stay home raising their kids. Those dickheads keep my people in business!”

““Quincy Harker, you are a certifiable asshole,” she said, then threw her arms around my neck and kissed me like there was no tomorrow.”

“I was not exactly sure how to deal with a flirty angel wearing a human suit, especially not before eight a.m.”

“If this was the woman that was supposed to herald the end of days, all she had to do was smile like that, and all of humanity would go willingly.”

“Becks tried to stand, but couldn’t move, since I was currently lying with my head in her lap. My heavily bandaged head, which went well with my heavily bandaged everything else.”

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