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Monday, June 18, 2018

Shenanigans by Gail Koger 💕 Review, Book Tour & Gift Card Giveaway 💕 (Paranormal Romantic Comedy)



Kandi Cain inherited her Dr. Doolittle abilities from her grandmother and became a psychic pet detective. To her dismay, she just acquired the power to communicate with the spirit world, but dead people give her the willies.

Just when Kandi thought her life couldn’t get more complicated, the neighbor from hell moved in next door. The nasty guy’s name is Dutch Callaghan. How can someone so gorgeous be such a dick? Kandi could chalk some of it up to his job. Dutch is a Phoenix PD homicide cop.

Kandi’s current case is rescuing a Yorkie from a brutal dog fighting ring. Little does she know her dog napping suspect is involved in a series of brutal murders. Disguised as an elderly nun, Kandi rescues the Yorkie and, in the process, blows the hell out of Dutch’s undercover operation.

Kandi now finds herself a person of interest in her client’s murder and her sexy-as-hell, pain-in-the-butt neighbor is in hot pursuit of the Ninja Nun. Is Dutch about to slap the cuffs on? Only time will tell.



Looking for a fun adventure?

I've read several of Gail's books, and they all have just such a fun tone to them.

Don't get me wrong, these aren't carefree-froo-froo books. Nope. Gail clearly brings her experience as a 911 operator into her stories with enough action and graphic details to have you doing a double-take, especially in this story!

This book had me laughing out loud at one sentence and gasping in shock at the next. The Happy For Now ending left the book open for Book 2, and I can't wait to see where Kandi's adventures take her!

(I was given a copy of this book in consideration of my honest thoughts)



My name is Kandi Cain. How did I get stuck with this swell name? My mom, Margaret, is obsessed with Christmas. She even dresses as an elf in July. She had her ears surgically altered to be more elf like. To say I was horrified, would be putting it mildly.

I got into more fist fights than I can count in school defending mom’s quirkiness and my name. Dad gave me boxing lessons and by the time I reached high school, no one dissed my mother or me anymore.

Our home is a shrine to Santa and his elves. The interior is a museum to rare and unique Christmas ornaments from the 19th century. The yard is decorated year-round with enormous Santas, giant candy canes and nutcracker statues. There’s an awe-inspiring amount of twinkling lights on the roof. They’re so bright, they can be seen from space.

I think my mother’s preoccupation with Christmas started when her father got drafted during the Vietnam war. He took leave to spend Christmas with his family before he deployed. He was killed in action six weeks later.

My father, Nick Cain, is a very large Santa look-a-like. He was a mob enforcer for the Gambino family until he met my mother at a Christmas party. It was love at first sight. To keep her safe, my dad quit his job and they quietly moved from New York to Apache Junction, Arizona. Apache Junction is a small tourist town located at the base of the Superstition Mountains. The town caters to people interested in visiting the numerous ghost towns and hunting for the Lost Dutchman’s gold mine.

When dad isn’t playing Santa, he’s a member of the Superstition Mountains Search and Rescue squad and a highly sought-after rattlesnake wrangler.

I was two when my parents found me in the backyard surrounded by birds, skunks, coyotes, jackrabbits, dogs, cats and a big ass mountain lion. I was giggling happily and petting them. My dad said he almost crapped himself.

Mom wasn’t pleased I had inherited her mother’s psychic talents. She wanted me to have a “normal” childhood. As if. My ability to summon and communicate with critters grew until they were forced to ask Grandma Hester for help. They didn’t know how to deal with a miniature Doctor Doolittle.

My mother and Grandma Hester are poles apart. My grandmother always reminded me of the Queen of England with her crazy hats, brightly colored polyester suits, pearl necklaces and pristine white gloves. C’mon who still wears gloves? In the summer? In Phoenix?

My grandma lived her entire life in a dazzling pink gingerbread house located in the historic district of Phoenix. Her two acres of orange trees kept the neighbors supplied with fruit.

Overwhelmed by requests to find lost pets, and unable to live on the military’s survivor’s benefits, Grandma Hester started a pet detective agency called Finders. I was seven when I started helping her find missing pets. I discovered I had a knack for it and once I started my hunt, I never failed to track down the lost dog, cat, horse or parakeet or pot-bellied pig. Once I graduated from high school, I became a full-time pet detective. Since the pay wasn’t the greatest, I moved in with Grandma Hester and didn’t miss the Christmas music at all.

News of Grandma Hester’s ability to find missing pets spread and a movie star flew her to Hawaii to find his missing tiger. Her helicopter went down in a storm and the wreckage was never found. It felt like a piece of my heart had died with her.

She left me her house, the business and a bank account with the grand total of three thousand dollars in it. The bad news was, the house needed a new roof. The price tag was ten thousand dollars and our rainy season was rapidly approaching.

Two months after my grandmother died, the neighbor from hell moved in. His name is Dutch Callaghan, but I just call him the asshole. He reminds of that guy who plays Thor in the movies. How can someone so gorgeous be such a prick?

I could chalk some of it up to his job. Dutch is a Phoenix PD homicide detective. I know the long hours and all the blood and gore would make me cranky. I even baked the ass some welcome to the neighborhood cookies. He took one bite and dumped them in the trash. I’ll admit I’m not the best cook in the world, but that was downright rude.

Then the bastard said, “I don’t do pity fucks.”

I was so stunned, I just stood there gaping at him. With a nasty smile Dutch stomped off.

Me a pity fuck? Did I look that desperate? My temper flared to life and I yelled, “I’m not a pity fuck.”

“And I don’t pay for sex either,” the asshole yelled back.

He thought I was a prostitute? Oh, hell no. This meant war. The jerk had spent hours washing his big, black, high-rider truck. I summoned a flock of pigeons and had them crap on it. Repeatedly. “Game on asshole.”


   



How do I come up with my stories? Being psychotic helps. I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for way too long. All those years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. Don’t get me wrong. Working as a 9-1-1 dispatcher can be very rewarding. BUT - some days I felt like the entire world was nuts. I mean, c’mon, who in their right mind calls 9-1-1 for the winning lottery numbers? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I took up writing.

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27 comments :

  1. I enjoyed getting to know your book and thanks for the chance to win :)

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  2. Congrats on the tour and thanks so much for the opportunity to win. I enjoy getting to hear about new books that my family would enjoy reading.

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  3. Thanks for hosting my crazy gang. Dutch’s idea of a perfect date: Is all-you-can-eat fajitas at a fast-food joint.”

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  4. Synopsis describes a read I'll truly be interested in. Thanks

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  5. Where do you get your beautiful cover models?

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  6. My cover artist Valerie Tibbs found him. Isn't he yummy?

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  7. Thank you for the chance to win.

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  8. Shenanigans sounds like a good read. Thank you

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  9. I love the title especially since its my nickname.

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  10. Really awesome review, thanks for sharing :)

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  11. Love the name of the book.. You know it has to be good with a name like that.

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  12. On my list. Happy to have another chance to win.

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  13. Sounds great - added to my TBR list😍

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  14. I love the heroine's name, even if she doesn't seem to be as big a fan, lol.

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  15. sounds like a fun one

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  16. This looks like an amazing book! Thank you for sharing, I have now added it to my wish list! :)

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  17. I would like to give thanks for all your really great writings, including Shenanigans. I wish the best in keeping up the good work in the future.

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  18. Thank you for hosting. Have a great day.

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