I can always count on you to make me laugh and have a few hours to forget everything but your book. When I discovered you at the start of the pandemic your books really helped me get through it and my anxiety. Robyn Peterman thank you for this series. Although I really don't know how she does it.and maybe that is a good thing. Robyn Peterman is an exceptional author who can turn a paranormal story into a life's lesson. No matter what someone has done to you, you should forgive them. She really pulled out all the stops in this book and taught us a rather great lesson of forgiveness. Where did the author get their characters from?Īs far as characters go Astrid has a cheering squad behind her. You got to love the old girls, but I shake my head so much when I read their antics. It was really hilarious! Although I think I would have electrocuted Jane and Martha a lot more than Astrid did. Oh, my gawd, I laughed and cringed so much. Now if you have read any of The Hot Damned series you know Martha and Jane can get really crude and there was no mistaking them in this story. She was up against some nasty characters and had a ragtag group to help her. We had the company of Astrid, Martha and Jane along with a few new characters and the story was amazing. Well, I have never laughed so hard in all my life.Ī Fashionable Disaster was brilliant. May the best Vamp stay awake long enough to win… and let it be me. Disaster has struck again, but I’ll handle it on my terms-fashionably and with no mercy. Adding my untrustworthy, homicidal sister to the mix might end in catastrophe, but it’s a case of the Devil made me do it. I’m going to have to rely on my unconventional crew, Martha, Jane, Vinnie and some undead mimes hopped up on caffeinated blood, if I want to kick ass and end this supernatural snoozefest. Their diabolical powers have already put Ethan into a trance, and I’m next on their list. Most horrifying? I’ve run into the most dastardly and most boring enemy yet, and they’ve turned my happy place into a nightmare. Vinnie convinces me to buy chicken potholders because everyone needs poultry inspired oven mitts. How could a trip to the happiest place on earth aka Target go wrong? Let me count the ways… Martha and Jane want to ride in the cart. At the wise suggestion of my beloved mate, I indulge in a little retail therapy so I don’t dismember the pissed off crew of greedy Vamps who don’t want to pay their fair share. They’re the least of my problems right now. The rich bloodsuckers don’t want to pay taxes.
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