Sunday, July 19, 2009

Would Be Witch by Kimberly Frost


Tammy Jo Trask comes from a long line of witches, but the magic seems to have passed her over; or so she believes. She does wear a family heirloom, a locket, that she holds onto like her life depends on it. It doesn't, but Edie's does. The locket contains the spirit of Aunt Edie, who likes to dress in flapper dresses and says whatever is on her mind.

But at a local town bash, Tammy Jo's locked it stolen. She'll do anything to get it back, even ask for the help of local hunk Bryn Lyons. The Trask family has a list of ten things never to do, and on that list is not associate with the Lyons family. Tammy Jo doesn't know why, but right now all she can think about is getting that locket back. Lyon's is a gifted sorcerer, and helps Tammy Jo try to reach her inner witch and find the locket.

But unfortunately, a pack of werewolves comes to town, and they want Tammy Jo's blood. They accuse her of killing one of their pack members, and it will take everything Tammy has to clear her name, along with some help from her friends.

Would Be Witch is a fun, mysterious paranormal. Tammy Jo is unique with her southern speak and ways. I loved watching her thought processes and seeing her in action. I look forward to more books about her. The mystery slowly develops as the story proceeds until the last few pages where the perpetrator is revealed in a splash of magic. Great read!

4 comments:

  1. I love your review. I really want to read this. It sounds fresh and fun =)

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  2. I've never read anything by Kimberly Frost yet but it sounds like I need to read this book... me being a fantasy buff and all...

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  3. Oh I like! I've never read her. Is this YA? I'm thinking that's how I might have missed it? Do you remember if its under Romance or Fantasy? Thanks on the review and info!

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  4. Not YA

    I found it under paranormal romance, but really, there's not that much romance in it - just a splash :)

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