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"tale lives up to its title"
The three Fates (Lachesis, Atropos, and Clotho) arrive at
Vivian Kinneally's Portland home seeking help from her Aunt
Eugenia who recently died. The trio was stripped of their
magical power for one year in an effort to bring some
competition into the magical realm in an effort to
revitalize it in the age of scientific skepticism. Now
someone is trying to kill them while they lack the ability to perform magic. The threesome realizes that Vivian is not ready to be their
champion so they ask her to find master magician Henri
Barou, owner of a local pet store under the name of Dexter
Grant. Vivian explains to Dexter what is going on and he
knows she is the soul mate he has waited an eternity for.
Sparks fly between them even as they intercede in an effort
to keep the "retired" Fates from harm. Readers will find SIMPLY IRRESISTIBLE simply irresistible
because the whimsical story line contains characters that
make magic so real that it feels more like a branch of
science. The story line never takes itself seriously while
providing sub-genre fans with an amusing war of the
magicians (reminiscent of the Corman's movie The Raven).
The lead couple is a charmed pair who one does not need a
crystal ball to feel they belong together. However, the
three Fates and the new wave substitutes turn Kristine
Grayson's fun plot into a jocular joyful experience. Harriet Klausner
Reviewed by PNR Group Member
Posted December 1, 2002
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Holding Out For A Hero
My name's Vivian Kinneally, and I can't believe this is
happening to me. I just moved here to Portland, Oregon, to
take over a business left to me by my favorite aunt—nothing
earth-shattering...or so you'd think, right? I've always
been
a little bit psychic—but my powers never hinted at what was
to come when I let three gorgeous, terrified women into my
home at 6:45 this morning. As The Fates would have it (did
I mention these supermodel lookalikes are The Fates?) my
life was about to change forever . It seems they're
temporarily powerless, and need my help to escape a
mysterious enemy. Knowing I can't do it alone, they've sent
me in search of one Dexter Grant. And now that I've found
him...wow. We're talking Superman, here—hold the tights,
cape, and big red "S". I've always been an independent kind
of gal, but something about this guy makes me want to let
him fly me to Paris—and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't need a
plane to do it....
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