An up-and-coming ghostbuster and her motley crew tackle a devilish high-wire act, aided (or more often, interrupted) by her rakish ex and the sarcastic reporter she can’t seem to shake—from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Crazy Spooky Love.

Maplemead Castle is crawling with ghosts, and the new owners need them gone. When Melody Bittersweet and the Girls’ Ghostbusting Agency arrive on scene, they quickly identify the main troublemaker swinging from the chandeliers. A century ago, stunning trapeze artist Britannia Lovell plunged to her death in the castle’s grand ballroom, and has continued to haunt it ever since. But did she really just fall, or was there something more to her demise?

Forced to work with Leo Dark, her scoundrel ex, and the infuriating, irresistible reporter Fletcher Gunn, Melody’s investigative powers are under the strain of a heart pulled in two directions. She needs her team in top form, but her best friend Marina’s cake pipeline goes AWOL, her assistant Artie’s distracted by a giant sausage roll, and the pug Lestat is scared witless by a lion. Melody has her work cut out for her.

Somewhere, hidden in the castle, is a heartbreaking secret, but what will it take to find it? And is there a chance it could set Britannia free, or is she doomed to repeat her last fateful act forever?

 

My Rating:

Favorite Quotes:

She really ought to have been born French. She’s a force of nature almost entirely sustained by champagne, American daytime soaps, and the occasional prawn.

If I ever meet Mother Nature in a back alley, I’m going to pin her to the wall and shout, “Why? Why did you do this to me? Why does my body insist that it wants to tangle up the sheets with Fletcher Gunn again when my head knows it’s highly likely to end up with one of us needing to emigrate or do prison time?”

She’s just one of those women who views her bra as additional on-board storage. Tissues, pens, gum, her phone— she’s got the lot stashed in there. She used to put her lipstick in there too until the day it melted all over her cleavage and her mother thought she’d been shot in the chest at point-blank range.

I mutter like a grumpy, antisocial teenager who’s been asked about her overdue homework.

She looks at me knowingly. “Men don’t get to be that arrogant unless they’re supremely confident in the trouser department.”

My Review:

 

This series has been gleefully entertaining and easy to fall into. I adore Josie Silver’s wry wit. She has the uncanny ability to be both cleverly amusing and perceptively emotive at the same time. Many of her characters’ histories tugged at the heartstrings, and their uniquely and authentically drawn personalities were not as vile or troublesome as they had initially seemed by the story’s conclusion, that is, except for the devilishly odd twins. Color me hooked, I’m eager to tag along on their next ghost-busting adventure.

JOSIE SILVER is an unashamed romantic who met her husband when she stepped on his foot on his twenty-first birthday. She lives with him, her two young sons, and their cats in a little town in England called Wolverhampton.