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Killer Deal by Sheryl J. Anderson

I have to say that I didn’t find Killer Deal quite as exciting and titillating as the first two novels, but I enjoyed following Molly’s story as she tries to get her byline while juggling her boyfriend and personal life. Anderson gives readers another light-hearted read that does an excellent job of mixing mystery and chick lit.

Killer Cocktail by Sheryl J. Anderson

Killer Heels, the first novel in the Molly Forrester series from Sheryl J. Anderson, introduced us to Molly and her girlfriends, Tricia Vincent and Cassady Lynch, faithful sidekicks to Molly-even when she is trying to solve murders. Killer Cocktail, the second installment, is no different, but now the stakes to solving the mystery are even higher- Tricia’s brother David has become the prime suspect when his actress fiancé is found dead at their engagement party.

Sheryl J. Anderson

Sheryl J. Anderson always wanted to write a novel. It just took her longer than most to get there. She now has four mystery novels in print, all revolving around Molly Forrester and the Killer series. The four titles are: Killer Heels, Killer Cocktail, Killer Deal, and Killer Riff. All follow a murder (or murders) with the stiletto wearing, cocktail sipping Molly Forrester hot on the trail in efforts to crack the case and write the best story. Each novel is written with the characters leaping from the pages and into your imagination, trying to solve the mystery before even Molly can.

Killer Heels by Sheryl J. Anderson

Are you a Sex in the City fan? Of course I am, and the moment I began reading Killer Heels by Sheryl J. Anderson I felt that I was transported right onto the set. Our heroine, Molly Forrester, is a replica of Carrie Bradshaw, a sassy Manhattan journalist with an ambition to move up from her so-so advice columnist position (“You Can Tell Me”), two girlfriends with night and day personalities, and of course: a love of expensive designer shoes. The cover alone was enough to lure me to pick up this book, with nothing but legs and pink stilettos resting above the New York skyline.