Awhile back I reviewed Whole Lotta Trouble by Stephanie Bond. I liked it, but it had room for improvement. I have to say, Stephanie is getting better.
This review is for Party Crashers (Body Movers 0.5).
Can you call a murder mystery cute and cuddly? Seems like an oxymoron, but I think you can. I just did. ;)
If you like light murder mysteries, you'll love Party Crashers. Jolie is a character I think most of us can relate to. She's well developed, down to earth, and not annoying like so many humorous chick lit heroines can be. She's trying to solve the mystery of her casual boyfriend's disappearance and finds herself in a situation that is way over her head, and in the meantime she meets a hunky and wealthy hero that she's not quite sure she can trust.
It's formulaic, but it's a good formula. One that will work time and again. A very enjoyable, light read.
Do you like humorous, romantic mysteries? What are your favorites?
Want to read Party Crashers? You can pick it up at Amazon.
Jolie Goodman never
yearned for a life in Atlanta's fast lane. All she wants is a career in
real estate, and she's willing to sell shoes in Neiman Marcus over the
holidays to make ends meet. But recently, her boyfriend vanished -- with
her car -- and her search for answers leads her to some very exclusive
circles. Jolie hooks up with a pair of retail fashionistas who have made
crashing society bashes an art form, and soon findsherself rubbing
shoulders with the rich and famous ... and rubbing other body parts with
one of Atlanta's most eligible bachelors!
But Jolie can't shake
the feeling that she's being pursued ... right into a dangerous clique
where friends and enemies look the same, and flirtation is the preferred
party favor. Jolie and her gal pals become the toast of the town ...
until a body turns up at a sexy soiree the women have crashed. The fun
and games come to a dead end when the "crashers" are fingered for the
murder. The women have to pull all the tricks out of their designer bags
to try to trap a stalker before Jolie, once the life of the party,
becomes the death of the party.(
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