Official Review: Deathly Inheritance by Dorothy M Fletcher
Posted: 21 Apr 2020, 15:31
[Following is an official OnlineBookClub.org review of "Deathly Inheritance" by Dorothy M Fletcher.]
As stealthy assailants lurk in the shadows, masked intruders inflict burglaries and mayhem. Through shards of broken glass, threats, abductions, and betrayals abound. Deathly Inheritance by Dorothy M. Fletcher is a romance/crime/mystery novel that’s been imbued with many wicked acts of bloody mischief and murder.
Naomi is a bookshop heiress who is dating a pouty and self-absorbed man named Rick. Their relationship is a comfortable situation of companionable convenience, until he starts causing some curiously suspicious rumbles of foul play. Sean is a rude, insulting, arrogant, egotistical, brusque, bad-tempered, mysterious, super sexy construction heir who catches Naomi’s eye when a supermarket trolley (shopping cart) collision suddenly brings their worlds into undeniably close contact.
When a chorus audition for ‘The Pirates of Penzance’ operatic group has their paths crossing a second time, passionate sparks of attraction electrify the air around them. But when Naomi’s mum is fatally flattened as a sidewalk pedestrian in a hit-and-run, long-held family secrets come to light, illuminating details of an ancestral responsibility that’s been passed down through the generations. As details of the accident are investigated, a witness to the incident comes forward to report having seen a hoodie-wearing perpetrator driving away in a bright yellow hatchback.
Naomi stumbles upon a box of treasures in a wardrobe with a secret compartment and a hidden safe, and she quickly realizes her mother was intentionally targeted for being the possessor of such goods. As the proceeding story unfolds, skeletal cameos, sparkling jewels, a fiery case of arson, and dates spent stargazing aboard the deck of a sailing yacht keep these characters metaphorically afloat. I enjoyed the mix of passion and grief, panic and anguish, and the humor that thoughtfully appeared throughout a scattering of comic interludes. A prima donna character named Fleur, temperamental thespian extraordinaire, seems to hover within her own orbit of self-obsessed theatricality, and there are plenty of dress rehearsals, scene changes, curtain calls, and backstage fiascos to keep readers thoroughly invested and entertained.
Considering this is an intimate romance novel, scenes of tasteful eroticism are present throughout. Scattered profanity is also present, so I would recommend this title to mature audiences only. I did encounter a fair number of typographical and grammatical errors, but these concerns could easily be corrected with another round of thorough editing. At a length of 160 pages, this guilty pleasure is easy to consume and devour, especially if you are a literary fan of brooding heroes sporting muscles in tight T-shirts. Readers who enjoy musicals, historical fiction, and fantasizing about sailing off into the sunset with their soul mate will enjoy this tale. As a New Zealand author with English roots, Fletcher also employs a wealth of British terminology and colloquialisms that allow portions of the plot to be entertainingly proffered and mobilised.
I award Deathly Inheritance a current rating of 3 out of 4 stars, due simply to the quantitative presence of reoccurring, minor errors. If these issues were corrected and addressed, I’d gladly award this one a full rating. Any lucrative temptations of money can lead some people to do unspeakable things, and related books in this series propel portions of this story even further. I look forward to reading Fletcher’s subsequent titles, Deathly Greed and Deathly Obsession.
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Deathly Inheritance
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As stealthy assailants lurk in the shadows, masked intruders inflict burglaries and mayhem. Through shards of broken glass, threats, abductions, and betrayals abound. Deathly Inheritance by Dorothy M. Fletcher is a romance/crime/mystery novel that’s been imbued with many wicked acts of bloody mischief and murder.
Naomi is a bookshop heiress who is dating a pouty and self-absorbed man named Rick. Their relationship is a comfortable situation of companionable convenience, until he starts causing some curiously suspicious rumbles of foul play. Sean is a rude, insulting, arrogant, egotistical, brusque, bad-tempered, mysterious, super sexy construction heir who catches Naomi’s eye when a supermarket trolley (shopping cart) collision suddenly brings their worlds into undeniably close contact.
When a chorus audition for ‘The Pirates of Penzance’ operatic group has their paths crossing a second time, passionate sparks of attraction electrify the air around them. But when Naomi’s mum is fatally flattened as a sidewalk pedestrian in a hit-and-run, long-held family secrets come to light, illuminating details of an ancestral responsibility that’s been passed down through the generations. As details of the accident are investigated, a witness to the incident comes forward to report having seen a hoodie-wearing perpetrator driving away in a bright yellow hatchback.
Naomi stumbles upon a box of treasures in a wardrobe with a secret compartment and a hidden safe, and she quickly realizes her mother was intentionally targeted for being the possessor of such goods. As the proceeding story unfolds, skeletal cameos, sparkling jewels, a fiery case of arson, and dates spent stargazing aboard the deck of a sailing yacht keep these characters metaphorically afloat. I enjoyed the mix of passion and grief, panic and anguish, and the humor that thoughtfully appeared throughout a scattering of comic interludes. A prima donna character named Fleur, temperamental thespian extraordinaire, seems to hover within her own orbit of self-obsessed theatricality, and there are plenty of dress rehearsals, scene changes, curtain calls, and backstage fiascos to keep readers thoroughly invested and entertained.
Considering this is an intimate romance novel, scenes of tasteful eroticism are present throughout. Scattered profanity is also present, so I would recommend this title to mature audiences only. I did encounter a fair number of typographical and grammatical errors, but these concerns could easily be corrected with another round of thorough editing. At a length of 160 pages, this guilty pleasure is easy to consume and devour, especially if you are a literary fan of brooding heroes sporting muscles in tight T-shirts. Readers who enjoy musicals, historical fiction, and fantasizing about sailing off into the sunset with their soul mate will enjoy this tale. As a New Zealand author with English roots, Fletcher also employs a wealth of British terminology and colloquialisms that allow portions of the plot to be entertainingly proffered and mobilised.
I award Deathly Inheritance a current rating of 3 out of 4 stars, due simply to the quantitative presence of reoccurring, minor errors. If these issues were corrected and addressed, I’d gladly award this one a full rating. Any lucrative temptations of money can lead some people to do unspeakable things, and related books in this series propel portions of this story even further. I look forward to reading Fletcher’s subsequent titles, Deathly Greed and Deathly Obsession.
******
Deathly Inheritance
View: on Bookshelves | on Amazon