Let’s talk about that wild third act in 'Candy, Murder, and Just Desserts'—no spoilers, but the way the bakery’s secret ingredient tied into the murder? Genius. The book balances lighthearted moments with genuine tension, though I wish the romance subplot had more room to breathe. Comparisons to 'Pushing Daisies' are inevitable, but this stands on its own with sharper social commentary. The audiobook narrator’s voice work for the cat-stealing-neighbor is chef’s kiss. A solid 4/5; loses a point for underusing the hilarious best friend character.
I recently finished 'Candy, Murder, and Just Desserts' and wow, what a ride! The way the author blends cozy mystery vibes with dark humor is brilliant. The protagonist, a baker with a knack for stumbling into crime scenes, feels refreshingly human—flawed but endearing. The plot twists kept me guessing until the last chapter, though some side characters could’ve used more depth. Still, the dessert recipes sprinkled throughout? Chef’s kiss. Perfect for fans of 'A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder' but craving something quirkier.
One thing that stood out was the pacing—it never drags, yet the small-town setting feels richly detailed. The dialogue crackles with wit, especially between the MC and the grumpy detective. If I had to nitpick, the final confrontation wrapped up a tad too neatly, but hey, that’s part of the charm. Definitely a book to devour in one sitting, preferably with a slice of pie.
'Candy, Murder, and Just Desserts' is the definition of a guilty pleasure. The mystery isn’t groundbreaking, but the voice is so vibrant you won’t care. I laughed out loud at the protagonist’s inner monologue during the blackout scene. Perfect for a rainy afternoon—just don’t read it hungry, because those dessert descriptions are lethal.
This book’s a gem if you love mysteries with a side of sass. The title nails it: 'Candy, Murder, and Just Desserts' delivers equal parts sweetness and suspense. I adored how food became a metaphor for unraveling secrets—every cupcake or tart hinted at deeper layers. The villain’s motive felt a bit predictable, but the execution (pun intended) was so fun I didn’t mind. Bonus points for the LGBTQ+ rep that felt natural, not forced. It’s like 'Knives Out' meets 'The Great British Bake Off,' and I’m here for it.
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Belinda Morris sits in her office. Her eyes are as cold as the smile on her lips. Five years ago, her father and fiance stole her mother's firm from her. She always wanted to follow in her mother's footsteps. Her mother was the best lawyer in town. She will never forget the day they told her to walk away as she was not a good lawyer and was bad for the firm. Her mother died a few years before she graduated from Yale University. She was top of her class, and Jake, her ex-fiance, was always jealous of her. Her father has married again, and Jake broke off their engagement to marry her stepsister Amanda, a lawyer. Amanda is not a good lawyer. They changed her mother's firm's name from Morris and Partners to Jones, Green, and Partners. Morris was her mother's maiden name. She never took Belinda's father's surname, Jones.
Morris and Partners are back in town and are already stirring the pot. All her mother's old clients are returning to Morris and Partners as Jake and Amanda are not the best in the business, and Henry Jones is too old to practice.
Today Chase Stone is coming to Belinda. He is moving all his business to her firm. Belinda is nervous as she and Chase had a one-night stand before she left. She knew he was drunk and not interested in her. She must hide her son from him. Chase is a ruthless man. He is also one of the most eligible bachelors in America. He told her that night that he was uninterested in a relationship, but so was she. They were both tipsy, and somehow, the protection did not work. Her son Connor looks like his father, so she can not allow Chase to see him.
“Stop this God forsaken wedding!!” I boom, my voice resonating through the halls of the church.
Murmurs fill the air as eyes turn to me, dressed in nothing but rags. My grip tightens on the bat in my right hand.
How dare they? How dare he?
My eyes burn as I match forward, my body trembling with rage.
“Clara, what–”
His words are barely out before I send my hand forward, swinging the bat at him.
Thick red blood spurts out as screams fill the air.
~~~~~
Clara Anthony thought it was love when she took the fall for a theft her husband committed just a few weeks after she gave birth.
Thought she was doing the right thing for him, for them, but she was wrong because on the day she came out three years later, she found out he was getting married to her best friend of ten years.
Her whole world shatters as she watches her best friend take her life, her husband, and her daughter.
Left with nothing but pain and a deep ache for revenge. She teams up with the one person she swore never to look at again, the one person everyone thought was dead.
Spencer Anthony, twin to her husband and her first love, the same man who left her without a word.
Now he is back from the dead, not as the same man she once knew, but a cold, heartless mafia man who wants nothing but destruction.
As Spencer offers her a chance to reclaim her life and daughter. Filled with nothing but hate, she takes up the offer, determined to make everyone pay.
But what she didn't know when going close to Spencer was that when dining with the devil, you use a long spoon.
I was shot in the chest, blood trickling from my mouth. And the one who held the gun…was the man I loved.
I crumbled beside Nancy, my maid, who was shot clean in the head while trying to protect me.
If only second chances existed…I’ll make them pay.
Then darkness swallowed me.
Waking up, I found myself alive and a man of devilish allure sitting next to me. “Marry me and watch them pay for their sins.”
I took his hand, agreeing to his demand with one goal: revenge.
I would make each and everyone beg for mercy.
Hold on dear family, my sweet revenge has just begun.
Chloe is having a bad day that turns into a bad week. She gains more weight, forgets to pick up the milk, bribes an officer, and just can't seem to get caught up. Bad turns to worse when she catches her husband cheating on her, finds herself a murder suspect, and tries to avoid stranger danger.
Forced to return to the past and then venture back into the realms of the dark lord to save her friend, Esmerelda faces loss, love, and a new awakening in this final installment of the Esmerelda Sleuth Series.
Filled with excitement, love, loss, time travel, family dynamics, dimension hopping, and a few vampires, this is the completion of a story that you won't want to miss.
As soon as I come of age, I become the secret lover of Luciano Carlotta, the future Don of his family.
The reason why I choose to be with him isn't to covet his money—it's because I love him.
To me, he's my savior who has rescued me from my sad, tragic life as an orphan. He even tells me lovingly that it's not my fault that my parents don't want me, and that he will be the one loving me from now on.
So, when Luciano wants me to give birth to his child, I say yes. But once the baby is born, I'm only allowed to visit him once per month.
Luciano explains, "I'm the future Don, Rosanna. My family wants me to marry a woman of a similar background and social standing. They still find it difficult to accept you at the moment. I have to keep their opinions of you in mind.
"Just wait for a little longer. Once I conquer the final turf and become the Don, I'll definitely marry you. Our son shall become my heir. Staying in the Carlotta family is the best option for him, you know."
Naturally, I believe Luciano's excuses. On sleepless nights, I just stare at photos of him and our son as I shed tears quietly.
One day, I receive great news from my best friend, Sofia Rossi. Apparently, she's about to get married.
"Rosanna, I'm getting engaged! My fiance is very handsome, and he loves me with all his heart, too! You must attend my wedding when the time comes!"
As I congratulate her, I tap on the photo that she's just sent me. But I find myself staring at Luciano's face instead.